We were once so full:
of 'hello pretty girl, good morning handsome',
goodnight kisses,
arms entangled around each other
We spoke 'I love you's as if the words were air that filled our lungs
My skin knew yours like a cloak, drenched, but keeping me safe from the rains
Your eyes were my lighthouse, guiding me home when the storms that surrounded me grew heavy.
Mar 15, 2020
Mar 15, 2020 at 10:43 PM UTC
We were once so full:
of 'hello pretty girl, good morning handsome',
goodnight kisses,
arms entangled around each other
We spoke 'I love you's as if the words were air that filled our lungs
My skin knew yours like a cloak, drenched, but keeping me safe from the rains
Your eyes were my lighthouse, guiding me home when the storms that surrounded me grew heavy.
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