I remember how your lips felt when you would grab me by the face and kiss me like the world was ending.
The way you woke up, naked, looking up at me with eyes full of dreams, full of love.
The way you'd sing me to sleep when you knew you'd have to wake up early.
How you looked under the sunset of our favorite spot.
I remember you like you're standing right in front of me, yet, hours fly by waiting for you.
God, how could I ever forget.
How could I ever forget you when you made that impossible?
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Roses In The Sun
PoetryA book dedicated to the thoughts that lie beneath the surface of all that I am, all that I will be, and all that I hope to become. A book dedicated to the outcasts, to those who've felt invisible, to those who want to read and fall in love with the...
