your touch

3.

your touch,

the one thing

that could always

beckon the sunlight

to invade

and fill

my mind.

the bright happiness

injected and transformed

all the dark negativity

brooding in my head,

and didn't stop

until it had been

completely

abolished

into thin air.

n o n - e x i s t e n t .

it made the

contents of my brain

so innocently

bright and pure.

i ached in dread

for the moment

you'd have to let go of me.

in that second,

that very instant,

i made a silent wish

that our embrace

would last

a cliché

e t e r n i t y

and if not,

that i'd

never

forget how it felt.

♡