Missing His Warmth

When you are always as cold as I am, having an amazing man who holds you tight and gives you his warmth is one of the greatest things in the world. I wish he was here to hold me now. I wish he was here to hold me firmly with his soft touch. Tomorrow can never come soon enough. If only he was here then tomorrow coming or not would not matter. I miss his warmth. I miss him.

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