I sometimes think
How beautiful we were when we were in love.
Desirable and selfless
But now that our paths have changed.
I sometimes dance in the dark, tracing your figure from my silhouette, staying in a dazzling illusion of you doing the same.― v // poeticmask
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Poésieboy you got me drunk in your love, dizzy and drowning, in our fake & hollow ; memories. • ©poeticmask #9 [ 27.10.17 ] [ Mostly ranting ] Hit a like if you relate ❤️