I can no longer remember what your embrace feels like.
But I believe it's comforting and warm just like you were.
And I miss you more than the sun misses the moon.
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This Dying Love
RandomLove is dying. Love is hurting. Love is boring. Love is searching for something new. Love is simply love. This book isn't just about love. Its about the good times and the bad times. And everything in between. This is a personal journal at most. D...
Forgotten memories
I can no longer remember what your embrace feels like.
But I believe it's comforting and warm just like you were.
And I miss you more than the sun misses the moon.
