Touching, Holding

I loved touching him

I loved being touched

I loved holding him

I loved being held

I loved kissing him

I loved being kissed

I loved loving him

I loved being loved

But now he is gone

He has walked away and

Taken with him the





The once warm darkness

Is now empty and cold.

His love is gone, but mine remains

The remembrance is all that is left

The sadness complete



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