I miss your poker face
That teases me when I'm lonely
I miss the way you smile
That brings sunshine to my eyes
I miss the way you hold me
And the way you gently kiss me
I miss the way you stare at me
And it's making me crazy
I miss the way you crinkle my nose
And the way I play with your toes
I miss everything about you
And I just can't help but miss you.
*in moments of solitude
El poeta que nunca seré...
7 months ago
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