I want your lips against mine,
I miss your hands playing with my hair.
I wish you were here with me,
Right by my side.
So we can just be together,
Happily ever after.
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crossing bridges // poetry
Poetryreally short, random, grammatically incorrect, shit I've put together called poems. **TRIGGER WARNING** #21 in #freementalillness (11/29/18) #42 in #mentalproblems (11/18/18) #670 in #mental (11/22/18) #907 in #depressing (11/24/18)
poem 3.5
I want your lips against mine,
I miss your hands playing with my hair.
I wish you were here with me,
Right by my side.
So we can just be together,
Happily ever after.
