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Oct 2018
You remind me of my dark bitter coffee
Of the cigarette I smoke after a mental break down.
Inhale..... I love you.
Your love is like the burn I feel down my throught, between my ribs, in my lungs. Exhale.......... I watch clouds of grey disappear into nothingness and I close my eyes remembering your lips against mine, your gentle yet violent kisses ,your teasing attitude ,your wicked smile. Inhale......... I breath in deep wanting to feel the burn hard as if I was breathing you, And it hurts.
It hurts to love someone, it hurts to love you.
I try to remember when did I start feeling this way. When you whispers "stop biting your lips" as you squeezed my hand ? When I first talked to you? When i saw you walking down the hallway stroking your hair? Before that?.........
Exhale................. I part with the smoke slowly feeling the last burn out of my mouth.
Written by
Mehtap
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