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I remember clearly the way love said my name the way his breath felt under mine the way love puts his hand on his back I remember clearly just how much I loved his plaid shirt and his messy handwriting and when the way his voice missed out a tune I used to tremble down into dandelions every time love talked to me with his eyes full of unctuousness I've known love all my life I know how love picks up his pencil and how love sheds a tear I know all of his jokes by heart we exchanged gentle nods that day when I realized love isn't mine when I know love didn't stayed I grazed his finger one last time as I whispered, "It's been a pleasure, we’ll be fine."
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Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 10:06 AM UTC
Love Letter: Epilogue.
I remember clearly the way love said my name the way his breath felt under mine the way love puts his hand on his back I remember clearly just how much I loved his plaid shirt and his messy handwriting and when the way his voice missed out a tune I used to tremble down into dandelions every time love talked to me with his eyes full of unctuousness I've known love all my life I know how love picks up his pencil and how love sheds a tear I know all of his jokes by heart we exchanged gentle nods that day when I realized love isn't mine when I know love didn't stayed I grazed his finger one last time as I whispered, "It's been a pleasure, we’ll be fine."
euphonious
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Apr 4, 2019
Apr 4, 2019 at 10:06 AM UTC
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