She was like the sunlight after a great storm. A strong breeze that caresses your face on a fine and crisp sunny day. The first sip of a very aromatic and flavorful coffee. And when she touched me it's like a thousand splendid suns lit up inside of me. I felt so energetic like I had lightning running in my veins. When I was near her, it felt like she was a priest capable of silencing even my strongest and most wretched demons. She gazes at me with stars in her lovely, porcelain and heart shaped face. The face of my beloved ghost. A ghost that now only exists in my memory.
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An Ethereal Affliction
PoetryThis is just a collection of thoughts about my first ever situationship with a girl and in general it's about yearning and heartbreak. P.S: I wrote this because I couldn't afford therapy.;)
