i want to hear your voice; it moves me.
i cant remember when we last spoke.
i sit here. waiting. waiting. waiting.
i want to feel something again.
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Poetryfor many i have loved, and for my own heart that ive broken. i'm sharing the story, pieces at a time.
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i want to hear your voice; it moves me.
i cant remember when we last spoke.
i sit here. waiting. waiting. waiting.
i want to feel something again.