I was holding your hand,
Feeling the warmth of your palm,
Staring straight to your eyes,
Looking through your soul,
Tracing every part of your flesh,
Loving how pure and soft it feels,
But you started fading away,
Then everything was a blur,
I blink once, and blink again,
As I open my eyes,
Staring at the empty room,
Feeling the midnight breeze,
It was all just a dream,
A world of lies,
And the only place,
Where I can be with you.
Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 9:19 PM UTC
I was holding your hand,
Feeling the warmth of your palm,
Staring straight to your eyes,
Looking through your soul,
Tracing every part of your flesh,
Loving how pure and soft it feels,
But you started fading away,
Then everything was a blur,
I blink once, and blink again,
As I open my eyes,
Staring at the empty room,
Feeling the midnight breeze,
It was all just a dream,
A world of lies,
And the only place,
Where I can be with you.
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