His🌹
The times you looked into my eyes, Lips stretched a smile thinking, I'm his. The times your fingers linger on my skin, Those goosebumps thought, I'm his. The times you whisper in my ears wanting me, the heart skips a beat thinking, I'm his. Every part of me, thought I was his, except himself. He knew I was never his. 🥀
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