Irony
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I'm a stone.
It’s been such a long time since I felt something.
Yet something changed lately.
My heart is letting down her guards.

I feel it. The connection.
Conversations untill midnight.
Laughter full of sunshine.
Gentle waves of communication.
Trusting them enough not to drown me.

I feel it. The warmth.
The embrace of shelter around my body.
The lonely shiver that held my spine for so long
is finally starting to disappear.

I feel it. The intimacy.
Slow hands touching.
Soft words whispering in my ear.
Fingers trough my hair.
Sticky like a band aid.

I feel it. Irony.
The warmth turning cold.
The aching hole in my heart of missing you.
Disappointed guards reappear.
Exhausted they say “We told you so.”.