I want to remember you this way, slowly pulling into the night untethered, silken hair still dancing in December wind, eyes always tinged not with love but something almost as sweet. Earlier we were drinking in wine and all the songs that I can't confess always make me long for you, I'll still take our history with me, I need it to cut that deeply, to leave me too exposed, a raw nerve
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