19072026, sunday
your hands are cold against mine.
your heart does not beat for me. it does not beat at all.
mine beats only for you.
you.
you.
you.
you.
you.
you.
not even death could stop it.
life would never let us exist. death came first.
if only i could touch you.
reach you.
kiss you.
taste you.
i will never know your warmth. i will never know your scent.
all that remains of us is death.