Passion Saturated Faces

I think of you
Like I do no one else
Not only because of the memories
We made in all those random places
Beyond the I love yous
The passion saturated faces
I knew while I had the world
Sitting on my shoulders
There was at least one
Watching my back to ensure it was safe
That’s what most lack that you gave.

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