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each press of my lips on your skin, a gentle whisper of a secret, muffled, too faint to be heard aloud— it falls silent upon ears but the heart seeps each promise and intangible emotion in. I look at you dreamily, my eyes convey what my cowardice will not dare to say. I know you see it, clear as day— I am afraid though, as we bear separate truths.
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Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 1:18 AM UTC
"to be young and in love"
each press of my lips on your skin, a gentle whisper of a secret, muffled, too faint to be heard aloud— it falls silent upon ears but the heart seeps each promise and intangible emotion in. I look at you dreamily, my eyes convey what my cowardice will not dare to say. I know you see it, clear as day— I am afraid though, as we bear separate truths.
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Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 1:18 AM UTC
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