
Now we barely exchange words
and the silence of our beating
hearts hurts more. I use to talk
to your photos, to keep you alive
in my dreams.
I hope you know I still care
still miss your voice
still feel your touch
still love your being
Time doesn't go back which
means I had to let go of what we had,
but trust me I'll always keep you
in one special sacred place
why am i posting tis ?
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♥♥Nul Naqimora signing off @2:34 PM