Tuesday, October 21, 2025

Threshold

 Every day I have to walk through the threshold where you told me you loved me. I turned to look at you and told you I loved you too. We embraced and solidified our love for each other with a passionate kiss. And every day I walk in that ghost of us in that hallway. Wishing it lasted forever. 

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