More than 2 decades has gone by.The hurt is still real.The longing is even bigger. Your love! is all I needYour love! is all I crave I never know how to mend this wound, nor that I want to. That’s OKAY. This scar means that you are real.That your love is realThe smell that IContinue reading “22 years”
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