buried feelings (Remove filter)
Enough!
Let me hold, once more
That special place.
Can't I one more time curl within your embrace?
Or how shall I comprehend
Your emotions,
Suddenly so different from my own?
Suddeness? What suddeness is this,
That many months existed?
Disbelief? What disbelief can live
Inside this certain knowledge?
Enough?
Or shall I let false words
Echo around my mind another moment?
Give me back that ...
Saturday 12th June 2021 2:04 pm
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