Author: Popa Laura
Last night I put my palm on her shoulder
Her muscles didn’t become tense like last time
Last night her whole face was smiling
I paid close attention – this time no trace of sadness in her eyes
Last night we forgot we hurt each other,
She wrapped her arms around my neck
Last night I closed my eyes to better see inside – warm, bright light
My chest was aching love…
Last night she was enough
Last night I wasn’t afraid of this love
Last night was perfect, but…
Last night I fell asleep early after working all day.
Last night she probably kissed him
Last night I was dreaming of you.
Last night my heartache became unbearable
The memory of us hugging was replaying in my head over, and over again –
Last time my whole body contracted over your touch
You ripped my heart out of my chest for the last time
I wanted to ask you why you kept doing that to me
But my words got lost somewhere under the pain
I stared right into your eyes instead –
Last night I called him instead of you
Last night I let him kiss me and I pictured you.
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