Arrant
I remember those,
Words you used to whisper
Your warm hands
Entwined with my small ones
I remember your,
Sweet touch
The way you embrace me
When I am not okay
I remember these,
Letters...
Tainted with inks
Written with words made of sugar
I remember, oh yes
I remember your eyes
Your eyes that reflects passion
Burning passion
I remember all those,
All of these
And all of that
But I never forgot
It was all,
But a lie
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I hate this feeling, but I can't escape this.
©ChrissaViolet
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