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You haunt me

you haunt me

I hear the way you play the piano

I can still feel your hands intwined with mine

the way it felt when you pulled me close

your hands around my waist

I still feel the warmth, the comfort 

 

and when you hold her

pull her close 

put your hands around her

I feel it 

I feel the sadness, stupidity, regret 

 

but the worst bit is when you look at her

because its how you used to look at me

and out of everything 

I will never get that back 

 

you haunt my thoughts

I should be thinking about him

but instead I think of you

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