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It hurts — My body aches for your embrace; My mouth yearns for your kisses. God, I really wish we didn't have to… But you understand. It’s for the best, right? It hurts so much Here in my heart: Where you should be; Where traces of you still linger In the crevices of my brain And in the chambers of my heart. I’m sorry. I know it’s hurting you, too. I still love you; And I know you still love me. But maybe we weren’t supposed to be. Not now, at least. But someday, When we’ll start right; When we don’t have to hide what we are; When we can show the whole ******* world That they were wrong — That we were, indeed, in love I believe That we’ll find our way Back to each other. No matter how long Or how far. I will wait with you. I will wait.
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Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 1:20 AM UTC
An Open Letter to My First (and Only) Love.
It hurts — My body aches for your embrace; My mouth yearns for your kisses. God, I really wish we didn't have to… But you understand. It’s for the best, right? It hurts so much Here in my heart: Where you should be; Where traces of you still linger In the crevices of my brain And in the chambers of my heart. I’m sorry. I know it’s hurting you, too. I still love you; And I know you still love me. But maybe we weren’t supposed to be. Not now, at least. But someday, When we’ll start right; When we don’t have to hide what we are; When we can show the whole ******* world That they were wrong — That we were, indeed, in love I believe That we’ll find our way Back to each other. No matter how long Or how far. I will wait with you. I will wait.
kim-elaydo
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Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 1:20 AM UTC
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