My heart aches for you each day I draw breathes closer to my death,
It’s like an unsatisfied nightmare,
Never Ending,
I could still feel your soft but elegant lips pressed against mine from that precious night,
Who knew in that instant my soul from that day would yearn for yours so much more,
It hurts so much, the feeling of missing you,
But I know our love can now only be a fantasy,
At least in my mind,
I wouldn’t know if your feelings were real or fiction,
One day however,
I’ll press the issue, before it’s too late!
B.C
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 1:42 AM UTC
My heart aches for you each day I draw breathes closer to my death,
It’s like an unsatisfied nightmare,
Never Ending,
I could still feel your soft but elegant lips pressed against mine from that precious night,
Who knew in that instant my soul from that day would yearn for yours so much more,
It hurts so much, the feeling of missing you,
But I know our love can now only be a fantasy,
At least in my mind,
I wouldn’t know if your feelings were real or fiction,
One day however,
I’ll press the issue, before it’s too late!
B.C
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