Nothing,
No love, passion, happiness...
There was a time when I
Felt warm hugs,
The touch of your lips,
hands intertwined.
When we first met
Our hearts beating in time
as if it was infinite
or the winter when I cried
and you comforted me, holding
me as time had stopped
The touch of your skin intimate,
How can this be?
I want to feel again
No love, passion, happiness...
There was a time when I
Felt warm hugs,
The touch of your lips,
hands intertwined.
When we first met
Our hearts beating in time
as if it was infinite
or the winter when I cried
and you comforted me, holding
me as time had stopped
The touch of your skin intimate,
How can this be?
I want to feel again
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