Your hands that used to touch,
My eyes, nose, cheek and lips.
I can still feel your small fingernails,
Makes me want to write you a poem.
But the memories are all gone,
And my smiles have all faded away.
Even if you smile for me, once more,
And you kiss my emptiness, with tears.
You turn away from me,
As we hug our hearts with blurry eyes.
I know that with our love, this will be the end.
Even if we wanted it, there is no forever.
As time passes by, as it usually do.
Don't forget this precious love, and how it felt.
But I will love you forever, the way you wanted it.
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The Eye Catcher (Completed)
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