I Remember The Day...

Do you remember, when we were touching by cheeks each other? My thoughts went through our ears into your head. You gave me them back the next day. I told you then, some of them got stuck there.
You promised to take care until I take them back. But taking care doesn’t mean forgetting. My poor thoughts disappeared, they faded away. I actually miss them, not you.
Atharaxis Atharaxis
22-25, F
Jul 22, 2010