![]() What a difference a year can makeA Poem by PadfootBlackToday is my birthday and exactly one year ago (I remember it well) You took my lips in yours and my heart in your hands and you told me that you loved me for the very first time. I still remember the elation- feeling as if I could fly while you kissed me like I was the breath in your lungs. Now I glance over at you across the room with memories of us sharpied on my heart. Underneath the table, you're holding his hand and it aches.
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