The Inside of Love

The Inside of Love

I pressed call and called you and you answered.

We spoke and I laughed, you cried and we understood one another.

At that point, I believed we clicked.

Only, it wasn’t too long before you faded and the pages caught fire. I wanted these words to be permanent. Life does not kiss hearts with pink.

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