how do i survive without you?
you were the other half to my soul
the only one who could control
so now my fear is to breathe without you.
i let myself fall too deep
as usual i do this
my heart can't take these bruises
my life's no longer as it seemed
everything reminds me of you
a picture without a frame
almost seems the same
as a shirt that smells just like you
i feel your presence near by
your smell still in the air
your hands still in my hair
i just can't forget you and i don't know why.
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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒•
Poetryboy, when that love jones comes down, you gon be hurt. like a motha fucka... (a collection of poetry)
