It's been 213 days since that night
and yet I still can't erase your smile
from my mind
or forget the way your brown eyes gleamed
in the darkness of your room.
I can't ignore the feeling of your body
pressed softly against mine.
I can't.
I can't.
I can't.
Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 10:32 PM UTC
It's been 213 days since that night
and yet I still can't erase your smile
from my mind
or forget the way your brown eyes gleamed
in the darkness of your room.
I can't ignore the feeling of your body
pressed softly against mine.
I can't.
I can't.
I can't.
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