I Love The Way You Loved Me.


I love the way you loved me.

Unidentified body parts,
Cold feet and warm hearts,
Swapping stray hairs, no cares.

Chocolate melts, hot lips,
Holding hands and summer skips,
Sunday in bed, rest your head.

Toxic eyes and secret smiles,
Skin soft as butter,
You hold my hand, I scratch your palm
You squeeze my waist, I grab your arm.

Long nights and heated fights,
Bottles thrown, your whereabouts unknown,
Missed calls, drunken brawls.

I gave you my all, it wasn’t enough,
I cried too much and it was tough.

Two tiny people, where did they go?
We were too young to know,
Silly mistakes; heartache.
Kisses sweet like nothing else,
Can’t stop touching you, I lose myself.

Limbs intwined, sipping wine.
We listen to the sea, you look at me,
Somewhere we lost ourselves in each other,
Too late now to recover.

I lost you, you lost me.
When did it happen? Somewhere in-between?
Fleeting fancies, new loves,
Darting eyes and awkward hugs.

You’re still somewhere deep,
I feel it from my head to feet.
Your aura stained my soul,
Don’t look back, it’s a black hole.

But I still love the way you loved me.

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