I wore my hair in a ponytail,
every single day since the day you’ve left, because I knew how you adored that,
and also to keep that as a souvenir always with me; those little traces of you-
like a permanent fingerprint you’ve left behind.
141 days till December
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your words are beautiful, and strangely addicting.
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They are strangely addicting. Your words. I could never grow weary of your posts. I always wait for the day. You, are so beautiful.
RépondreSupprimerSo poignant.
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