i can still feel your touch,
your soft hands grabbed my face and i was quickly intoxicated with your scent.
i can still taste your lips,
the fresh mint that feverishly entered my mouth without hesitation.
i can still hear your laugh,
it roared as you threw your head back in blithe.
i still feel the distance,
the way you shut me out, unconcerned of how it would affect me.
i long to feel your touch
to taste your lips
to hear your laugh
just once more
but now,
you’re just a memory.
n.p.
Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 2:43 AM UTC
i can still feel your touch,
your soft hands grabbed my face and i was quickly intoxicated with your scent.
i can still taste your lips,
the fresh mint that feverishly entered my mouth without hesitation.
i can still hear your laugh,
it roared as you threw your head back in blithe.
i still feel the distance,
the way you shut me out, unconcerned of how it would affect me.
i long to feel your touch
to taste your lips
to hear your laugh
just once more
but now,
you’re just a memory.
n.p.
