Written: Three years ago
Word count: 114
I think about you all the time,
Always wishing you were mine.
Mine to hold, mine to touch.
I know I wish for way too much.
But perhaps I haven't made it clear,
I always want you to be here.
I want the courage to shout it out,
So that you no longer have a reason for doubt.
My head is filled with
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