Wishes in the wind

I wished for your hugs back.

Now, that you said we could have them, I fear.

I fear of the time you would take this privilege back and I will suffer once more.

I’m not happy. Although I thought I will.

I could have never imagined that not being able to hug someone would hurt that much.

What does it mean? To me. To you.

What changed in a month? How did we changed in a month? How did we changed in a year since we know each other? How did we change in the six month when our relationship grew up?

I definitely learned to love in a different way. But you?

I feel a claw in my chest when I think about that. About how easily everything I knew can change. About how easily I can loose you. How easily you can let me go.

 

Photo from here.

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