twirling my hair with my INDEX finger

My heart aches and flashes of past delights.

CLose your eyes, I’ll take your hand and walk you back where we’ve met 6 years back.
The field, the teachers screaming, we in our pe attires. Sleepless nights in the hall.
THere goes the camp. Prisoners clothes and ugly neoprints, crappy hair and awesome food.
Scary dogs of yours to i love your dogs.
Piano session at your place, your generous care and concern.

Suddenly, I miss you that much.

How much?

SO BLOODY FUCKING MUCH.