My heart aches at the thought of it. I can still hear you whisper on my ear 'good night, princess' after long late night talks.
My heart felt like surrounded by magic. My mind felt peace. And my eyes could finally bring me to sleep, embracing my soul to yours, where our breathing mixed.
We now lay in our own beds. I wonder why. Do you? Did we give in much too soon? Perhaps we should have fighted more. I should have. Only I was not ready. You weren't either. Young souls tend to hurt for they only know how to love beyond. I believe.
But once again I can still hear you whisper on my ear 'good night, princess'.
But your voice has changed. You arms don't feel familiar. And your scent doesn't smell like home.
But we are human and we live on mistakes.
So my heart aches at the thought of it. Knowing it's not you who joins my dreams when the day gets to its due darkness.
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