Damn!
Damn!
I just realised I miss you.
How did this happen?
I didn't miss you yesterday,
nor the day before.....
But now....
Your eyes....
Your hands, oh your HANDS!
Your face when you're asleep....
How could I let it happen?
I knew you didn't want me
for more than the night.
We had never met before,
and we will not meet again.
I knew that too,
and still....
Still I gave you the most
precious thing I had.
I gave you my pride.
I gave you my virtue.
I gave you my innocense.
I gave you all I had left.
And I gave it willingly.
Knowingly.
Damn!
I just realised I miss you.
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