🌹💚I still need your word,
of your look,
of your gesture.
But then suddenly I feel your gestures in mine,
I recognize you in my words.
All those who leave always leave a little bit of themselves on you.
Is this the secret of memory?
If so,
then,
I feel safer
because I know I'll never be alone...
💚💖💗💕💓💘💞💝

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