The Moment, The Felling
Jun 18, 2026
Every second, thought and breath belongs to her
She runs laps in my mind, keeping me awake, restless
It is all about her, every moment I have something to say
The eyelash on her cheek
The one I wanted to preserve but could not
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The wind carried it away
Like time will this feeling
When she flips me off after I make her the punchline of a joke
Like taking a breath of fresh air,
She laughs anyway
Somehow, she keeps coming back
