I'm still reminiscing
Remembering when you spent nights after nights . . . with me
Limbs tangled, hands roaming
Your voice right by my ear
Sending shivers down my spine
Hours and hours used to pass so fast
But now I lay here and they trickle
I roll over and reach out,
Expecting to feel your skin against my palm
But I am greeted by a handful of fabric
Bittersweet loneliness
I'm still here
Struggling to close my eyes
Forcing myself to forget
But your lips were so addicting
And there was a sweet taste on your tongue
Not-so boy who was once mine
A beautiful and flawless being
Corrupt young man
Still haunting every second of my disorganized life
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Collection #1248
Poetry-a collection of intrusive thoughts, regrets, love, death, sadness and everything else. -pretty much a blog (?) of some sort...let's call it a diary to make things easier -any questions or feeling some type of way, feel free to ask for advice if you...
