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"The touch of his fingers, a shiver of fire and ice."
It feels like an eternity since your lips touched mine. I miss you.
My Heart
I still love Her and She loves me.
Yet in my heart love another love grows.
I hide my feelings so You cant see.
I could be with You as long as She knows.
What do I do with this twisted heart.
Can I do what it wants me to do.
I need you in my life I don't wish to part.
Just Your smile warms me through and through.
How many times I wish I we had just kissed.
Even though I feel You're not attracted to me.
Such an act would make You pissed.
You'd kick me out and from my life You would flee.
So here I write my feelings on this place.
Somewhere where You and She will never look.
Because I have feelings I can't express face to face.
If I were asked I would lay the truth out like a book.
Until that day I will try to keep You near.
She will still stay at my side.
My heart is big with room enough for two in here.
Whoever said you can only love one, lied.
I'd do anything to feel your hands on me rn.
you don’t know what your touch does to me, not a clue..
I wanna touch you so much 💋
Ich muss dich wieder sehen. Bevor es zu spät ist. Dass du mir jetzt abgesagt hast tut einfach nur weh. Ich muss dich einfach noch ein mal berühren. Noch ein mal berührt werden.
I hate that for years you toyed with my emotions. I hate myself now for switching roles and fucking with your head for a year. I hate that I still dream of you. And even though were not together, I still go see you. And for those few moments we pretend we can stop time. I see your heart in your eyes and sometimes I even want to love you back. But then I remember our past. Did you ever feel as guilty as I feel now?