your hand on my face
slips away
pulling the string
of my tears
have I been trying too long?
holding onto that one moment
and it's starting to fade
the memory of your smile
the smirk when you look at me
the memory of you holding onto me
these dark nights never help
they only let me think
think about reality
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summertime galore | ✔
Poetrya collection of poems, focusing on the nostalgic time of summer, finding love, and embracing it.
