It’s funny how I’ve missed you lately

Like…

I’m drunk in old memories.

Damn beautiful memories:

Hands, hugs,

mornings, nights,

moonlights,

your eyes.

By my bare hands, those I murdered

now against the rust

came like a fever:

Haunted.

Relentless.

Damn! This I hatred.

“With you, why am I so helpless?”

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