Hiding Doesn’t Feel Right

Hiding Doesn’t Feel Right

A silver band rests on my finger with a heart cut and three words printed: True Love Waits. A black leather string with a purple stone pendant dangling hangs from around my neck. Memories run through my mind and feelings run through my body.

I remember what it felt like to be in your arms as you held me tight. I remember what it felt like to have your lips pressed against mine. I remember what it felt like to have your hand grip on mine. I remember what it felt like what it was just us when everything froze, even time.

I remember the countless late night talks. I remember all the cute little moments. I remember our dates and our times.

I remember us.

And I miss us.

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