๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐“ˆ๐‘’๐“‰ ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“‡๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”

i rarely felt butterflies 

yet he always gave me blankets when it’s cold outside 

he never tried to hurt me, nor people that close to me

i always feel loved 

even though his touches felt so thin 

so the cold can easily get to my skin

but for us i can bare it

i miss you

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