14 Denial
Ink//LecritureIt's almost feels like you were still here.
I still can see you as if my eyes are playing culprit with me.
I still remember your gently smell and when I took a lungful of air, I'd like to pretend that it's really you.
I got a long way to go but I have lost my one and only company.
We supposed to be each other's rock, remember?
Perhaps It's true that the world is not a wish-granting factory because I've been begging and still nothing happens.
My arms are still cold, hearts full of longing - I still want you to be here but you're longway gone.
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