The last touch

Were we ever meant to be….was it the last time that you would touch me. I look back at all these years and I still remember the warm embraces and cuddles which made me feel loved and the happiest girl in the world. The touch of your hand made me flinch even though for a brief second, it’s that brief second I long for, it’s the simple hug and snug I wish for.

I can’t remember the last time that you touched me, I only remember the flashbacks that I yearn for…..it’s a craving like an addiction.

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