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Current mood:  loved Category: Writing and Poetry
SOMETHIMES AT NIGHT, WHEN I LOOK AT THE SKY, I START THINKING OF YOU AND ASK MY SELF WHY? WHY DO I MISS YOU? I THINK AND SMILE, BECAUSE I KNOW THAT THE LIST COULD GO ON FOR MILES. THE WHISPER OF YOUR VOICE, THE WARMTH OF YOUR TOUCH SO MANY LITTLE THINGS THAT MAKE ME MISS YOU SO MUCH. THE WAY THAT YOUR KISS, FILLS ME WITH DESIRE AND HOW YOU HOLD ME WITH THE WARMTH OF A BLAZEING FIRE, THE WAY YOUR EYES SHINE WHEN YOUR LOOKING AT ME, YOUR BEAUTY SURROUNDS ME ITS ALL I CAN SEE. THE WAY THAT I FEEL WHEN YOU'RE BY MY SIDE, A SENCE OF COMPLETION AND OVERFLOWING PRIDE. THE DREAMS THAT I DREAM, THAT ALL INVOLVE YOU, OF THIS I AM SURE IT IS SO VERY TRUE. I COULD GO ON FOR DAYS, TELLING YOU WHAT I FEEL, BUT ALL YOU REALLY MUST KNOW IS THAT MY LOVE FOR YOU IS REAL
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