And It Wasn’t That I Lost You

  • Posted by: Chelsea B
  • Created: June 14, 2020
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My chivalrous door opener The love of food we shared Your sweet sticky in between smell of your own and what you use to cover it up The sensation of a touch A million priceless smiles in between Who you were with me I lost my best friend And in it I’m still trying to find me

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