Beneath my eyelids I see you,
I feel your skin press softly against mine.
the scent of your Cheap cologne fills me
still.
I hear you softly whisper in my ear
Like you did.
And tickle my ear with your cool breath
And give me shivers down my spine
Like you do.
My last goodbye was cut too short
It was wrong
We were wrong.
And now, I see you and It takes me back
sometimes.
You come to mind.
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