The strangeness of moving on after one's first love
I know his body, his voice
I studied him for so long, thought I knew him through and through
The face he wears these days
I don't recognise
It's the face she will know, and the one I knew will forever remain past
I'd love to know your face that way
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2011-10-08 at 23:18
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Stranger
I know his face, every trace and how it feelsI know his body, his voice
I studied him for so long, thought I knew him through and through
The face he wears these days
I don't recognise
It's the face she will know, and the one I knew will forever remain past
I'd love to know your face that way
Poetry by SecretWords
Read 804 times
Written on 2011-10-08 at 23:18
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