We only realize what we had
When it’s lost. Long gone.
Extracted from my heart
My body cold and empty
Shaking from memories
That keep torturing my soul.
To love a soul is more than loving a human being.
Loving a soul is not determined by gender, male or female.
Age is irrelevant, or what you do for a job.
Skin color and sexual orientation doesn’t matter at all.
Thinking back to the days in the sunshine You took my hand and we followed our plans The grass was green and our feet were dirty Walking on the gravel with the shoes in our hands. The wind in our hair, we were smelling ...
So I'm single now for what.. 9 months? I'm slowly starting to feel I could actually get used to watching Netflix movies with someone else again, leaving secretly tiny love notes in his pocket, piggie back riding through the park, cooking ...