I still bear your thought in the mundane living,
I still hold your breath in the fragrance of my craving.
I still feel your touch on my skin burning it with desires,
I still taste your lips in the feel of my fires.
I still want you close to me holding my hands,
I still see us together on a beach, walking in sands.
I still know without you saying that you love me for always,
I still know that even with all our love, we had to part ways.
Because, some memories are better as,
Just memories from the past.
Not actuality of the future.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoesieAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...