There was a day
I thought of you
And the longings
Of those evenings
Where we walked in nature
Became yearnings of a tortured mind
Even without a word
Discovering each other as we walked
Picking up little pebbles of thoughts
Listening to our heart beats amongst the rustles
Barely remembering ourselves
Not a word or a look into our eyes
But it became
One of the best days
Of our lives
Photocredit : ig _ dynamic
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