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a post from my earlier blog... something i wrote when i was going through some old photos...


i see his smile,
and i remember the warmth of his lips on mine.

i see his hands,
and i remember that the safest feeling in the world, was when he held my hand in his.

i see his fingers,
and i remember the feeling of his touch on my skin.

i see his eyes,
and i remember the profound sadness in them that I wanted so badly to erase, but couldn't.

and then i realise,
i couldn't see clearly anymore... not with tears in my eyes...