With velvet eyes
& soft pillow lips
and a heart thudding smile.
Goodbye. I'm tying up this feeling with golden twine and taping it with kisses. Sending it off to float somewhere in the horizon. Let the pink and purple clouds warm the memories of laughter and uncertainty. Let it float over the green forest and it's looming trees. Whose grandeur could never compare to feelings I get when your finger tips touch mine.
It's sad to know that this story will not have a written ending and just hang like single piano note in the air. But I am glad to have lit the match to this disaster. Getting to feel like a 16 year old again made me realize I can experience those things again. It teaches me that love is vast and may doors exists to different roads.
Goodbye toasted air and crackling logs. Goodbye cold damp air and wet bus stop seat. Goodbye boy with midnight hair.
Floating through this feeling on a purple donut.
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