I would be lying if I told you I remembered the last time I touched you, because I don't.
I would be lying if I said I could still feel our last kiss, because I can't.
I would be lying if I claimed to remember every word we ever said, every moment we ever shared,
Because I am too scared to relive those memories
but I'd be lying if I told you I never cared
I'd be lying if I didn't wish you were still here
I'd be lying if I told you I didn't remember the day that we met
and I'd be lying if I denied that at times like this, when I close my eyes, my heart still remembers the first time we kissed.
I'm a liar.
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