the scent of your clothes
the shade of your skin
simple whispers send tingles to my cheeks
the softness of your lips against my head
and the loneliness of the loss of it all

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Poetrystatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
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the scent of your clothes
the shade of your skin
simple whispers send tingles to my cheeks
the softness of your lips against my head
and the loneliness of the loss of it all