I feel your hands brush against me and the soft skin of your lips against mine. Feel your hands trail my body...then I wake up and remember you'd never come over. No matter how badly I want your company. I don't mean anything..no matter how much I need someone there...like tonight.
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Words Best Left Unsaid
PoetryLet's be honest. Some words are better left unsaid, these..these are my words that shouldn't have been said. Some of these I know are not perfect, but they are mine. My thoughts and pain I have been though, I will not apologize for speaking my truth...
