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Aug 2012
You placed your hand on the small of my back. A spot I’d thought no one would fit. My hand gripped your waist almost for fear of losing you. The world surrounding us seemed to disappear. It was only me and you in that moment. A tear now shed. I believed in anything in that moment. Cold-hearted. Young. Unsure of what was right in society. When your hand released me, I was hurt. Seconds later you brought it back again along with that moment. I’ll long for that moment every time I seem to fall for someone. Maybe a moment that could last a lifetime. A moment that could be destroyed by no one because it was finally meant to be. How could you fall in love so many times and fall in the trap of that moment?
Veronica Emilia
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Veronica Emilia  New York
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