the feel of your cool cool hands in mine
the feathery sensation of your sweet face
upon my fingertips
your eyes that drowns me
your smile that obliterates everything
and i had wished i could've stopped
the world from turning
everything could've blurred into nothingness
and i wouldn't have cared
but it must have been enough though
no matter how fleeting
no matter how insubstantial
the transient bliss you have brought with you
for there goes my heart
you have set it on fire
you were mine
truly mine even for a while
you were real. i know you are
because these fingers still burn
they can still remember how it felt
to trace the delicate lines
that make up your beautiful face
that little scar that crinkles
everytime you smile
and i miss those things
how i miss every little thing
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