Oh, baby girl.
How could you have known he was only a season.
Yes, you’re hurting, but can you let him go?
All of him?
His endless, ocean eyes…?
His sympathetic smile…?
His soft laugh…?
His charming voice…?
His provocative cotton candy lips…?
His shamelessly wet kiss…?
The way he’d stare at your excited mocha-colored face, when the two of you were alone; isolated from the world,
and then slowly proceed to caress your naked body, and seductively whisper in your ear…
“You are forever mine”
Can you move on from that?
Now remember who he is now, with
his dead eyes,
his empty smile,
his sarcastic laugh,
his persuasive voice,
your swollen brown lips,
your cold kiss.
The way he’d stare at your frightened mocha-colored face, when the two of you were alone; isolated from the world,
and then slowly proceed to caress your naked body, and harshly whisper in your ear…
“You are forever mine”
Do you still want all of him?
He was only a season,
a past,
a regret,
and now a stranger.
Baby girl,
first it hurts
second, you let it go
and then watch yourself unconsciously transform..
without him.
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