Whenever the night is young, my heart start to feel agitated as usual. Same questions keep on tormenting me and what if's don't stop torturing me. My mind will fall back to the lover it always dreamt of and again we start.
How will he be holding? Does he like cuddling? Will he be telling me stories before I close my eyes? Will he be loving me whole night?, then I turn to my other side, will he be smelling so good that I will be addicted? Will he be hugging me from front or back?
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Don't Let Go
סיפור קצרThe heart whispers to me every night and tourture does not stop. I can't breathe literally every night and the tears won't stop. Welcome to my world
