Carefully, Carelessly
I carry you still.
Mostly in my dreams.
I hear your voice. Feel your touch. Feel the sadness that you gave to me - slowly carefully, carelessly
all at once.
It’s been 6 years. You’re still here in me.
I thought you’d be gone.
No.
I knew you’d never leave.
Posted Jul 14, 2022, 6:00 AM UTC
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