love language
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Will I hear the melody of our lifeIf our hands shall be connected till thenEmbrace you in red sky, till afterlifeMy soul is whispering, can you listen?Color my feelings, I wonder it's grayWords on my face, you won't be able to hearNature starts a
i used to think my love language was physical touch
i loved the feeling of hands intertwined
the leaning of shoulder against shoulder
