Brutal silence. Part 2

Outside with him. Attachment.
Was I not worth an angry hand?

I feel better, loved,when touches  me.
Skin on skin.
Face-to-face expectation.

The sadness of the other side.
He gave to me .
He is everything.
Everything is within him.

I met him at sixteen.
My Mind wasn't mine.

I wouldn't change a thing.

Stepping out of the "window."
Time proceeded time.
For when we were young.
Love felt like soft,
full of hope,un-sung hero's, butterfly dreams.

I can't love anyone else.
Even if I tried!


















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