Monday, July 15, 2013

Sad Fingertips

Time goes by slow
when you're missing someone
who is very dear to your heart.
They have made a mark on your soul
and you can't forget
the way their eyes shined that night.
My fingertips are the saddest of all
because they hold the most memory
of touching you, experiencing your warmth.
I know this is something
I can't just forget.
You're not just a person.
I'm yours,
whether or not you
are still mine.

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