At the end of the day
I just want to come home
But I want to come home to you
To see your face
To hear your voice
To hold you close
To breathe in the scent of your skin
At the end of the day
I'm happy
But I'm my happiest when I'm with you
And I'm happy
Because everyday I pray
That eventually I will come home to you
And then all the lonely moments
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LJ Interests meme results

1. baking:
   It's hard to mess up, you can do something else while it's in the oven, and although whatever comes out of the oven is bound to be thick with fat, it's bound to be hella tasty :)
2. christianity:
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this between us is uncommon
can't be found just anywhere
or anytime with just anyone
this is something quite more rare
i've never had this in the past
and i'm hopeful this will last
because as days go by
i constantly find
though you're usually out of sight
you're never out of mind

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As distractions ebb and flow
Thoughts weave in and out of the folds
You're always on my mind

A memory briefly resurfaces
Smile, deep fuzzy tingle
You're always on my mind

Maple brown eyes, a flock of freckles
Short hair refusing to give up its curl
You're always on my mind

I love the time I spend with you
No one else brings me the same brand of happiness
The particular smile you inspire
Cannot be evoked by any other

I love the time I spend with you
Even though it is inevitably bittersweet
A rich slice of bliss laced with sorrow
You never stop sweeping me off my feet
Yet my mind chants: he's gone tomorrow

I remember his face,

The way he moves,

The way he moves me.

All I want is to see him.

All I get is an ache in my belly,

Stinging, watery eyes

And a lump in my throat.

I miss all of him:

His sense of humor

And occasional smile;

His hand in mine

And his head on my shoulder;

His gentle eyes piercing

And his hair between my fingers;

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I scan your face,

Take it all in,

Because I don’t know when I’ll see you again.

But if I memorize

Your lips, ears, and hair,

Your freckles, your eyes,

Then I can keep you fresh in my mind.

It’s not the same as having you here,

But I’ll have an image, vivid and clear.