When we first met we were like matches.

Our passion burned bright.

We’d see each other almost everyday.

Well, it was really almost every night.

From the scratches on my back,

To the sweat on my chest.

Traces of your finger tips lingering on mine.

My heart never wanted to rest.

I yearned for your touch.

Savored every moment.

Excited for the future, believing that we were more than just a moment.

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The world seems still.

As if time hasn’t moved.

At least that’s how it feels.

Or maybe I’ve just lost my groove..

Even though the world seems still,

Time keeps passing and it’s passing me by.

Two weeks turns to years with just the blink of an eye.

I’ve been struggling to write.

I pick up the pen everyday,

But it’s like I can’t get it right.

Maybe I’m not holding it right and that’s why I can’t fin...