...As long as I didn't make you up.A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt
When I wake up in the morning,
I wait for the light to prove to me that when I felt your arms around me it was not just my imagination. I feel like nothing matters as long as I know that I didn't make you up. © 2013 Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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Added on October 7, 2013 Last Updated on October 7, 2013 Author
Sarah McKeever HittChicago, ILAboutTake me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic. -Salvadore Dali Pleasure cannot be shared; like Pain, it can only be experienced or inflicted, and when we give pleasure to our Lo.. more..Writing |
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