Wallowing In The Forgotten Feelings

As I close my eyes and delve into the deepest chambers of my heart,

I find you nestled there so lovingly, mine forever,

We no longer meet in the physical plane,

But our love was the best, those heartstrings we’ll never sever.

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I live for the memories, the feelings as we once knew,

The preciousness of your every touch,

The whispers of sweet nothings that made me smile,

Missed — yes so terribly much.

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The gifts bestowed by a loving thought, a kind message,

Each line the library shelves of my most secret heart space,

Pulled down and inspected on a regular basis,

So I’ll never forget our love, your memories, your never ending grace.

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There were so many firsts that were ours,

Words were not needed, your touch was my all,

Communication over long distances a breeze,

Your support, your assistance, your shoulder; all mine whenever I’d call.

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Tomorrows taken for granted,

Our loss,

But that doesn’t mean I’ll ever regret,

We — yes we, were worth that expensive cost.

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There were so many moments in which we were blessed,

Moments that were golden and exquisite to life, even just one time,

Many people are never so lucky as to experience even once,

But we had many, we were given a gift, the day you became mine.

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I can still feel your gaze lovingly falling upon my face,

The desire that burned deep within your eyes,

The goosebumps your words cascaded against my skin,

The music to my ears when I’d hear your breathless sighs.

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I’m not sure I ever did thank you for your time, your peace, your storms,

Never realising the golden casket that we held within our hearts,

That’s not to say they weren’t real, they weren’t the magic in our stars,

For they were exactly what we needed when it all fell apart.

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The hours, the music, the love, the sensations, the breathless minutes,

Live in that bloody chamber, locked tightly from the others who visit,

The walls are lined with your words, your gazes, your silence,

The memories golden, precious, so delightfully exquisite.

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In that chamber you’ll always be mine,

And forever and a day I’ll always be yours,

Our room, our memories, our love, our lessons, our destiny,

Bound for you only, to the rest they find locked doors.

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I wallow in the souvenirs that line the walls,

I bathe in the words that hang in the air,

I shower in the feelings that saturate like raindrops,

And I promise you my love, my loyalty, my care.

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