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By jwb71913 Date: 2003 Dec 16 Comment on this Work [[2003.12.16.21.25.23475]] |
| As I walked to the parking lot today I thought of you, the way your smile flashes when you think of something, the way you lean over when you're falling asleep, the feel of your breath on my shoulder when I hold you. There's something missing, and it really isn't you. I miss me. I hope I come back soon. |