Missing me is a way,
your body tells me ,
that I'm a part of it too.
Hugging me is a way,
your arms tell me,
that I'm protected by you.
Kissing me is a way,
you lips tell me,
that you care for me so.
But loving her is a way,
your heart tells me,
that I have to let you go.
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Rainbow Sky ( A Collection )
PoezieDrabbles and poems of thoughts of people living under the rainbow sky. (c) PurpleMindedGirl
