She doesn't need you,
she doesn't need me,
she doesn't need anybody,
never has,
never will;
but still;
she hesitates for just a moment,
remembering a long forgotten
touch,
an embrace,
a kiss,
innocent and sweet,
tender and pure,
warm and moist,
it was the last time
she felt love,
it was the last time
she felt alive.
The moment passes,
never to return,
nothing speaks like silence;
she doesn’t need anybody;
and you love her
even more.
.
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