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Where Did Our Love Lie?

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By John HarrisonPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Where did our love lie?

It lay in our first words that when uttered, seemed to meek.

Words that lived and died in the moment.

Words I now cling to for life, for a release.

It lay in the desperate touch of a meaningless embrace

A touch I did not think I would remember to this day.

A touch I found myself missing even when it wasn't lost.

It lay in the late night smiles and uncontrollable laughter of a private joke.

Jokes that caused our ribs to ache.

Jokes that leave me empty and broke.

It lay in the forever second between each blink that passed.

Each second more joyous than the one before.

Each second now more painful than the last.

It lay in my learning to love the taste of smoke on your lips.

It lay in the broken memories that made up our contentment and bliss.

It lay in the look we last gave one another, silent and sure, but as passionate as any kiss.

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