i felt love,
again.
felt like.
the rush of his eyes on you,
his smile for you,
his hands for you.
what happens when
you feel it slipping?
his touch,
further away.
his eyes,
no longer lit up.
his smile,
belongs to someone else.
i was given a taste of love,
now it's being
taken
from me.
again.
again.
again.
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• first dance •
Poetrythis is a story from a segment of my life where i found love -or what I thought was- then lost it, as quickly as it came this is my experience these are my regrets he was my mistake this was my heartbreak 🥀 hey guys! welcome to my first boo...
