one day, the sound of your voice
will not sound like a melody to my ear
one day, the smell of yours
will fade away from the back of my head
one day, seeing you on the other
side of the road
will not make me shiver
one day, i will be able to call your name
without having to flinch or trembling
and i'm counting on that day
-CMN-
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The Diary Of Multiple Feelings
Poetryi am more than just love i am pain i am sadness i am everything that i feel
