I lost you.
I lost you in the middle of a sentence.
I lost you before I hit send.
I lost you when the moon still shone.
I lost you even before you were gone.
I lost you that fateful October.
I lost you and I still remember.
I lost you with my eyes full of tears.
I lost you with your eyes devoid of fear.
I lost you like a flower loses scent.
I lost you like you lose a friend.
I lost you then, and I lost you again.
I lost you, but this time I'd found myself.
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Creeping In ✔
PoetrySlow and steady, subtle yet itching, they're creeping in, they're creeping in, twirling around, twisting in, they're creeping in, they're creeping in. Cover by our awesome: @Kihi-98
