Could You Love Me Again
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Last published Thu, Dec 17, 2020
I wish I could go back to before, when things were quiet, and I was still getting to know the way your lips would move when you spoke. I wish I could go back to standing beside you, stealing glances, and yearning for a way to make you love me. I had your love once I think. Could you love me again?
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A story about the fragility of love between a guarded young woman, and a young man that makes it easy to forget.
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