When I was in jail, I craved escape.
When I was on a diet, I craved the sweet taste.
But as long as I am alive, I crave us together.
And that's it.
~note from the heart
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Poetryhe was my moonlight. now every night is dark. ~note from the heart . #4 in poetry #26 in quotes #5 in poem. . I hope he sees this, as these were all the things I wished I said before he left. . this is what my broken heart, lost. soul, and generally...
