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Wear It.


There's something about seeing

you with my hoodie on

that makes

my skin

flush

and

my heart

race.

There's something about inhaling

the intoxicating aroma of your skin

that makes

my temperature rise

and

my body

ache

for

you.

Darling,

come home.

Hallucinations haunt me at your absence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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jannahmc

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Comments (2)

jannahmc
<p>Thank you so much. :) I appreciate it!</p>
eservey26
<p>I love this!&nbsp; :) The last line really pulls the whole thing together in a wonderful explosion.</p>

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