I remember your laugh. It’s so different, and makes me giggle, myself. But I love it. I remember your smile. I remember how it would light up your whole face. I love that smile. I remember the feeling of being in your arms. I remember how warm and safe I felt. Your embrace was something I’d love, and long for. I still do. I remember how you used to joke and tease me. I hated it, and loved it all the same. It seemed to be your playful way of affection. I remember your touch; gentle, sure. The feeling of your finger wiping away my tears, your gentle kisses on my eyes, forehead and cheeks. Your soft voice, when I was sad. But mostly the jump of my heart when you kissed me; however small and quick—it didn’t fail to shock me. I love all of this. And I love you.
Author notes
Wrote this almost a year ago. Found it in an old notebook I was using at that time. Really had an emotional flashback when I saw that it was infront of a page that held writing expressing emotion almost the opposite of this piece. This was on a rather lighter note, while it was quite, for lack of words, unhappy.
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Comments
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i liked it.
but i like everything you write. :]
it made me like sad though
cause it makes me think of awhile ago. you know?
ah.
you need to write something new.
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