Wished my girls were with me
The Good, Bad and the Ugly
DieLoveDie
After a bit of time passes it can be difficult to remember how, why and when.
I was felt up, as I revisited the same smell, taste, touch, smile I never knew would exist again.
The moment so surreal, I'm not sure if it was the alcohol or me. Okay, but I was not drunk.
I remembered the thousand times together, the thousand times not together and the last time together.
No feelings fooled. No feelings fooled by each other amongst the crowd.
The Socially Accepted Ficiton (Hate it or love it),
LoveDieLove
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