he may have forgotten you but he'd never forget how your lips tasted, how a single touch of your hand had his heartbeat wavering. he could forget you but never how you made him feel.
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Poetry[BOOK 1] 𓍼 the " poetry etched on skin " series ❝ reflection of the stars glisten in her eyes as she looks up at the moon residing amongst the clouds ; broken hearts do still love. ❞ crumpled scribbled papers, bloodshot eyes, wine and wet tissues...
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he may have forgotten you but he'd never forget how your lips tasted, how a single touch of your hand had his heartbeat wavering. he could forget you but never how you made him feel.
