I remember the way our souls touched
That evening after the downpour in Kiev.
I remember your warmth, your gaze, your touch…
As the rainbow protruded the sky.
We didn’t even stand a chance
Too far, too young, too insecure…
We didn’t fight hard enough
Didn’t realize what we lost.
After all that time
I still can recall every small detail
Of that day, of your face, of your smile…
Like it’s been tattooed in my mind
Like I am still reliving that moment
Over and over again…
Until I can’t differentiate what’s real and what’s not.
Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 3:28 AM UTC
I remember the way our souls touched
That evening after the downpour in Kiev.
I remember your warmth, your gaze, your touch…
As the rainbow protruded the sky.
We didn’t even stand a chance
Too far, too young, too insecure…
We didn’t fight hard enough
Didn’t realize what we lost.
After all that time
I still can recall every small detail
Of that day, of your face, of your smile…
Like it’s been tattooed in my mind
Like I am still reliving that moment
Over and over again…
Until I can’t differentiate what’s real and what’s not.
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