Wish

I fixed my eyes on you.
Time stopped when your hand found mine.
As for breathing,
It became something I had to think about.
The seconds pass,
The seasons come and go,
But you’re not close enough.
I need your warmth.
I need your embrace.
I need to know you’re not just a memorie I have to retrace.
Come back to me,
Call my name.
Because I don’t want to let you go.
Not again.

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