Monday, March 15, 2010

Swing my heartache

I miss you to the point where my heart aches, it physically hurts. But, when you come home after a week, to me it is like nothing else. You kiss the bridge of my nose over and over, you kiss my cheeks. And I can close my eyes, I can roll over only to find your hand searching for mine. I know I just saw you yesterday, but I miss you already. We always have so little time, for spring break let's take a staycation. Let's just stay right here.

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