Become More Than a Memory

i shuddered at the ghostly feeling of his touch. not warm enough to be possible. this can't be happening. his lips inches away from mine, i didn't know how to take it. i stood there, frozen in this moment. he leaned in and his cold lips met mine. that's when my eyes opened. it was just a dream. a dream that i was yearning for, hoping, praying, it would eventually become real. once more.

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