You want to know what hurts the most? Not losing him Not the way we embraced Not the way we held hands The thing that hurts the most is my heart It holds the memories that make it ache
A world that belong to me and no one else.....a world that I could cry...laugh like nobody there and do whatever I like.......all my thoughts.....feeling..... reflection on myself and things that happen around me...putting them into words and let them form part of my memory as times go by.....
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