Your little smile somehow hurts me. I want to hold you one more time before you disappear. Have I lost myself or have I gained you?
You're like a reincarnation of my childhood dreams and the history of my goals. An a priori deep inside myself. Your arms were still wrapped around me as we both pretended we were here alone. There was nothing else that I wanted, this was it.
I still wonder about our next story, the best part about ourselves.
The field that surrounded us under the stars were swaying back and forth, trying to comfort us both as we mentally prepare to depart until the next time we meet again, in this magic shop.
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magic shop
Poetrymemoir 🌻 this story represents how I feel - inspired by many songs by our boys