One Day.
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Monday, May 6, 2013 11:28 PM
our lips, raw with love. How I gave you every single thing I had, and how you offered me, a very, very, special part of you. I will remember us, in my small room, the feel of you, the mere light shining through. Your body, your touch. The morning cigarettes, after the awkward awakenings. I will remember the way our bodies, did not flow perfectly, but was perfectly flowing, at the same time. I will remember; your hands, my hands. your arms, my legs. Your eyes. I will remember your eyes. (the look in your eyes). I will remember your voice, and your smile, so warm that it seeped into my bones, and which to this day, is still with me. Not in the same way, but nonetheless; with me. I will remember; but that is all. I will not crave, I will not yearn, for what you once could've given me. Because it is gone. Yet still a memory, and still (forever) a part of my heart. |