Felt your hand on my shoulder, its pressure so real.
You inhabit all the corners of my mind. Even now I
feel the gentle puff of your breath on me when you
whisper in my ear.
The home of you inside of me keeps me going.
I remember inhabiting all the corners of your body
as you did mine.
You are my muse, my inspiration.
My internal conversation ends. I am going on a date
for the first time in years.
Don't worry. I won't forget.
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Author:
JDB (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
A lovely message to a lost dear one, tenderly written.
Yes, exactly. Thank you for your kind words.
You are very welcome
Beautiful and somewhat haunting over a loss. Well written
Thank you. It was about a person I truly lost. She is in my heart always..
Very, very lovely and rendered most beautifully with a charming and exquisitely haunting poignancy. Thank you very much for sharing.
Thank you for reading.
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