Pain of Infatuation

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Praying it would be the same
Hoping to never feel this way again
A moment suspended in time
Trapped in my own mind
Reliving that summer
Again and Again
Was it all pretend?
The highlights
Of your dewy skin
Our youth
Beckoning

Published by julietrebourn

I feel everything. I talk too much. This is for those quiet moments. The ones only in your thoughts.

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