I keep talking when I should have stopped

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It has been 592 days

And I am totally alone.


Hands run over soft skin and I just wish

That they weren't my own

Memories get me through the night

Desperate


And I wake up

Lonely again

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So I close my eyes and

Think

     About the way you would love my collar bone

     About the way you would worship my thighs

     About the way you would adore my chest

Your reverence

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I don't think I'm supposed to be this hung up

But you're addicting

And I have a history

So here I am


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I told someone how we met the other day

And then how we broke up

They said you were cruel

And I laughed

Because they were so right

     And so wrong


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Rebounds sound cool, don't you think?

I mean, the one I dated didn't help

But maybe it will this time.

I wouldn't know.

I'm not cruel.


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This pillow is soft

You used to wear a shirt just like it

Ill try not to get attached this time


598


This poem has gone on too long

I have loved you too long

Apparently, I don't know how to quit

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