How is it possible that even to this day, I still remember your way?
Your way of making me laugh touches the deepest corner of my heart.
I linger in those feelings in every pulse, dragged through silence, through painful calls.
They echo softly through empty halls like distant steps along forgotten walls.
I'm not sure why or how it came, but every chill that runs through my body feels the same.
I feel a touch...a whisper, gentle and tame, softly calling out my name.
Then a breeze passes, almost in shame, and suddenly nothing feels the same. Because deep inside, I quietly see perhaps it's you thinking of me.
About the Creator
Ina Zeneli
In love with writing books for kids, young adults, poetry, and novels.
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Comments (1)
love the magical quality of love portrayed, that feelings can be carried and shared through nature