Seconds when his lips tasted my fears, and I breathed in his pains. Seconds when our eyes locked and we saw each other’s secrets. I cried when he had no tears to shed.ĭespite his frozen heart and my readiness to run, we sometimes shared seconds. ![]() I was driven by emotion he was apathetic. Graham Russell and I weren’t made for one another.
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