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By Chrissy Date: 2003 Aug 29 Comment on this Work [[2003.08.29.16.56.23883]] |
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At night I used to wrap my arms around my pillow and pretend it was you. Then I'd close my eyes and imagine our reunion. A longing would set in. I would miss the smell of your leather jacket and the way your pajama pants billowed over your berkenstocks. The way you put your hat on backwards and it stuck out your ears. The way you stuck your hands in your jacket pockets and looked out towards campus while waiting for me. I loved the way you looked on those days, as I would peer over the balcony to see you. I lost control of my smile as it expanded into my eyes, my hands, and my feet while I bounced down the stairs towards you. And then I would cry into my pillow becaucse I knew that I had lost you. |