When I go back more then a decade to the thought of my feelings in that exact moment of ulamite knowing of how much love I have for you. It takes me back as it slowly brakes me down, into this lovely moment
As I try to ignore this feeling in my face, as if the realizations is a relapse. The feeling painfully manifests in my nose as the pressure releases and I accept it all over again the warm wet feelings slowly move down my face, into my own comforting bitter sweet tears.
It is always within me even with his lack of presence. The love is still here.
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 4:32 AM UTC
When I go back more then a decade to the thought of my feelings in that exact moment of ulamite knowing of how much love I have for you. It takes me back as it slowly brakes me down, into this lovely moment
As I try to ignore this feeling in my face, as if the realizations is a relapse. The feeling painfully manifests in my nose as the pressure releases and I accept it all over again the warm wet feelings slowly move down my face, into my own comforting bitter sweet tears.
It is always within me even with his lack of presence. The love is still here.
Still feel his kiss on my face from the last time I saw him
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