I agree: I'm not emo, but my livejournal is

May 25, 2008 16:49

I miss you when you're gone.
I hold these midnight memories
Of my fingertips flushed with excitement
Tracing the familiar flesh of your lips.

When I wake alone it's a dream
Just a glowing warmth which reminds me
That you hold me like no one else can.

I sit and remember and wait
Praying for that impossible moment when you return.
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