When She Gone

August 25, 2010 § Leave a comment

Even when your gone I can still feel your fingers running through my hair, and your warm breath on my neck. Even when your gone I miss you unbearably, and you play tricks on my mind. Even when your gone I hear your voice whisper in my ear. Even when your gone I love you.

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