With every tender kiss
Comes a night where I sit in the tub, the water flows over me, and hides my tears
Every time we're together and we laugh
The moment that follows is one of doubt and fear, because I know one day we won't share those moments anymore
Moments of you hugging me tightly and I'm left with the scent of you on me
Is followed by a long shower, because I don't want to get use to the scent of you, when I know one day I'll never smell it again
I know I should keep that distance between us, but you don't let me
I know what you've told me over and over again, but the way you act says something completely different
What are we doing here?
Do you know, can you tell me?
Because my entire existence is spinning... and you're at the very center of it.
About the Creator
Mercedes Chavez
Come with me, lets go on an adventure together, see the world through my eyes, let me paint a picture with my words, I promise you will be able to feel what I felt the first time I experienced it. Love, sadness and everything in between.
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I appreciate your exceptional work.