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I remember the day when it happened; that unwanted apology. His pale face, marked by invisible tears, still haunts my dreams. Covered in obvious lies, his cold words longed for warmth.
A voice whispers, “A sorrowful existence”.
His raven locks danced in the wind as his penetrating eyes undressed the very core of my soul. His single glance revealed my all. He saw all, knew all, and became all of me. I begged him to stop while asking him for more; more time to explore the desires of my true heart. The lingering cries of my impassioned love, at the height of his departure, fell into the vacant spaces left by the unfulfilled yearning that burned within. I ached for more; wanting him to stay. Sounds of the silent night filled my ears as he left me asleep and whispered faintly in my ears, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”
A voice whispers, “A sorrowful existence”.
His raven locks danced in the wind as his penetrating eyes undressed the very core of my soul. His single glance revealed my all. He saw all, knew all, and became all of me. I begged him to stop while asking him for more; more time to explore the desires of my true heart. The lingering cries of my impassioned love, at the height of his departure, fell into the vacant spaces left by the unfulfilled yearning that burned within. I ached for more; wanting him to stay. Sounds of the silent night filled my ears as he left me asleep and whispered faintly in my ears, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry.”