The fingerprints are fading from the marks you left on me
I can still see your eyes, your nose and your lips
pushing against mine and feeling the warmth of your skin
The way you arm brushed against me
Causing a feeling I can't describe
The way your legs always sat
Curled up like a cat
Comfortable and warm
On a cold winters night
But soon these memories will fade
with the setting sun
And as I say 'Goodbye'
For the last time
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