One day years ago I spoke words true to you after being with you.
In your room we were but I wanted us to become more.
Your lips and more, parts of you that my lips have touched, are forever in my memory. I miss every inch of you.
You are out there now, maybe you’ll never think of me again, but I will forever remember you.
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