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The Second my Foot was Out that Door
The second my foot was out that door
I began to feel rather lonely
The type of loneliness I felt before I met you
The type of loneliness only your prescience can relieve
The second my foot stepped to the floor
I began to feel quite mournful
The type of mournfulness I feel only with your absence
The type of mournfulness that can only be cured by a kiss from you
The second my feet crossed through the fence door
I began to feel really hopeful
The type of hopefulness I feel when I think about you
The type of hopefulness that only gets better when I see you
And the second my feet were at the corner home
I began to feel sincerely loved
The type of love I feel only with you
The type of love that only a hug from you can give
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Apart of a series of poems inspired by my ex girlfriend.