My skin remembers the tips of your fingers, imprinting their love mercifully.
My heart still beats in sync with yours, still aches and bleeds for you. With you.
My mind keeps haunting me with memories of you, the only thing I have left.
My world spins and spins and spins out of control, far away from where you are.
YOU ARE READING
All I Want #1.5 : Words Left Behind
PoetryThis is a short collection of poems and love letters written by Quynn and Mute after their breakup as they try to make sense of it all. It can be read as a standalone, or after completing All I Want #1 to get better context.
