🍃🖤They will never find a photo of us together,
the world will never know that we loved each other,
touched and touched.
We are just souls hugging each other,
bodies looking for each other,
found in the dark,
when everyone is asleep,
when the world turns off the lights.
If one day someone says:
"I saw them love each other...",
he will have only seen two shadows that huddled together,
that merged in unison.
We will never be a visible reality,
we will never be the walk,
we are not allowed the sun on our skin,
we will never be a certificate.
We are the secret,
the sin...
We are the wrong ones for the world,
those who look at the sky and the stars
and you touch your thoughts.
But we exist...
We exist inside the little corners of our hearts
and we caress each other in the memories we experienced.
And those shivers of emotions
that we feel in our skin,
they cannot be bought.
We are allowed to dream,
but in silence,
we are not like the others,
we will never be like the others.
We are one hour of love and twenty-three of dreams,
of desires,
of stomach cramps.
Yes,
we are an hour of love,
what others don't have
and they dream of having...
🖤💖💗💕💓💘💞💝



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