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Bagpipes

It wasn’t always like this. I used to hear symphonies now I only hear bagpipes.  
When did this happen? Was it last summer? If I’m honest I don’t really remember last summer.Because we were too occupied with ourselves and the booze. To remember anything else. I don’t remember anything else But the way your love felt. You were warm and tasted like cherries. I remember your hands stopped shaking when we kissed. I remember the way we kissed. So passionate and care free. I remember the way we loved. I’m tired of hearing bagpipes when I think of our love. Love, I wish we could make symphonies again. But I know that’s just wishful thinking.  
Written by HaiItsMo (Mo)
Published | Edited 6th Oct 2018
Author's Note
Just something short. :) Enjoy.
Yours Truly, D <3
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