The knot in my throat still forms when I hear your name, when a memory comes to mind, when I am in a place we shared together. I am not sure it'll ever go away.
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A book about you
PoetryYou know how sometimes you have too much on your mind and you just want to get it out? Well writing is my way of doing that so read on and find out what goes through my head...
Aching Love
The knot in my throat still forms when I hear your name, when a memory comes to mind, when I am in a place we shared together. I am not sure it'll ever go away.
