Losing you means losing myself

𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮,
I could no longer 𝙝 𝙚 𝙖 𝙧 the sound of raindrops drummin' on my roof.
I could no longer 𝙨 𝙚 𝙚 the sun-drenched
morning sky even the dazzling golden rays of daylight that seeped into my window.
I could no longer 𝙨 𝙢 𝙚 𝙡 𝙡 the sweet fragrance of red roses petals where its perfume secretly hides.
I could no longer 𝙩 𝙖 𝙨 𝙩 𝙚 the mellowness of my coffee latte and the first bite on my chocolate cake.
And lastly, my finger tips could no longer 𝙩 𝙤 𝙪 𝙘 𝙝 your bare faced and your soft and rosy lips.
'cause I never knew that one day, I could lose all my 𝙨 𝙚 𝙣 𝙨 𝙚 𝙨 the moment your heart started to love and choose her—over me.
Photo from| Antikka Photography
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