Memories flood through me as Jill Scott is playing in the background.
It always happens, when I play the music from our past.
I come so close to reaching out as I have so many times.
You think I don't remember us but I do.
But I also remember that things never change. You cant change who you are
like spots on a leopard. I don't want to remember the sharp darts that did their damage.
I want to remember ...the wonderful moments that are sweeping into me right now....
drawn to the past through music...palatable
Dancing to rhythm's that we shared in our souls...bliss wetness.
The ache remembered.
That's what I miss. I guess that is what happens when someone touches your soul...
It becomes apart of you...always.
I loved you then.
❤️
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