I jumped for the beauty
For the “Holy crap he’s beautiful”
This beautiful creature chose me!
The amazing conversations
Our easy banter, the wicked wit
But…all the beauty…everywhere
Those kisses, those moments
I am hurting
Images in my brain I can’t erase
How do I erase them?
How do I erase you?
Knowing I was never really a choice
Not even second or third, or fourth
Realization melts over my skin like sticky caramel
And whispers goodbye
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I see that you have started writing again thats a good thing been a while glad the expressive side is awake again.
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It’s been in me- got distracted in life. How have you been?