It’s the little thing i want from her. My head on her shoulder while we ride the train home from a long day out in town. Her hands combing out my hair as i lay in her lap and watch tv. My hand holding her’s as we walk through a haunted house. Her lips on my forehead, kissing me softly as i drift off to sleep. My dress spinning around with me as we dance in the kitchen. Her cold feet on my back even though i hate cold feet, i’d know she’s there. It’s the little things i long for.
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