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I miss the eternity of our undivided instances
It hurts to know that you have gone
And that I had to do what it was needed

To see you go knowing things don’t last
I’ve swam in an oasis which never existed
I’ve labeled love that which loved me not

These ears crave your voice, your sighs, your lies…
I don’t want to remember you, I just want to see you
My skin misses your touch

I want to see myself again inside your eyes
I hate that I still love you
When I knew you not

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  1. That idea of longing is absolutely tangible… wow. Amazing stuff. Thank you for sharing this gem!

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