I never thought you'd treat me like I'm nothing.Even when my sharp mouth would fire off at least I'd always speak to you.I've never ignored you for days on end and never once did I question you. Now, I don't know how you feel.I don't know where you are or what you're doingI don't know who your with or who you're thinking aboutAnd my god do I miss you and every inch of youAll I can think about is the spaces between your fingers which my hand fit perfectly.The rhythm of our bodies in the night.The way you would look at me,You'd melt me with a glance and now,I'm crying over youAnd I miss you Please Come back to me
Jordan Hoechlin
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