Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash
Written by Rachael
I was cold lying there
In that big open space
And I saw you stare
That beautiful look on your face
It was then that I saw it
The reason for the change
The cold now that wasn't
All because your sweet ways
A jacket played a blanket
To keep me warm at night
I thought it was my ticket
Or my excuse to hold you tight
It couldn't stay, I was told
No matter how much I wanted
I wanted to leave you a note
But was shot down by someone I trusted

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