A ghost from the past crossed
my pathway today.
In a city that belonged to neither of
us. A familiar face in a crowd
of no one.
And eyes that still knew how to
pierce underneath all superficial
shields. ****** skin fueled by the seasons passed since our last encounter, beaming of a glow of genuine
happiness. And in choked words, long embraces and small talk we discovered a love we both denied ourselves for years. It was a perfect
moment. All the beauty in the world melted down to those few stolen seconds of wishing we would take the chance.
And then it was over.
Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 7:09 AM UTC
A ghost from the past crossed
my pathway today.
In a city that belonged to neither of
us. A familiar face in a crowd
of no one.
And eyes that still knew how to
pierce underneath all superficial
shields. ****** skin fueled by the seasons passed since our last encounter, beaming of a glow of genuine
happiness. And in choked words, long embraces and small talk we discovered a love we both denied ourselves for years. It was a perfect
moment. All the beauty in the world melted down to those few stolen seconds of wishing we would take the chance.
And then it was over.
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