When I think about you I can’t breathe
I swear that for a moment,
just a moment,
the world freezes.
There’s nothing but me
In my red lipstick and long dress.
Then there’s you.
A Prince charming to my fairytale.
In my head, I can feel the touch of our hands
as they glide over each other’s skin.
I feel your lips on mine.
They’re on my cheek, my neck, my shoulders.
I still remember what it was like to touch your hair.
It blanketed my fingers like it was trying to keep them warm.
The memories are vague, so long ago.
It’s like trying to create a character for a book.
You’re real, but you aren’t.
I’m trying to know someone who I’ve never met.
It frightens me to try,
but scares me to forget.
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