My Memory
I see you, and I can't help but visualize my lips colliding with yours. I want to pull you close to relive the memories of when we lived behind the same doors. I want to be him, the guy that you crave, but you only miss my memory. I know that if someone came to you and filled this void you would forget about me and the sound of my voice.
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