Lost to Time

I felt peace as I laid on your chest, despite the thundering of my heart and the butterflies fluttering in my gut.
I felt content as I played with your fingers, laughing at how giant your hands looked against mine.
I felt joy as we talked away the hours of night, only to fall asleep as the sun's first rays peeked through your window.
It was sorrow that prevailed when my haven soon turned into a fleeting memory lost to time.

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