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Gentle arms
Your arms over my shoulders, with your calm hands you clench the thinest of air by my chest. Both of our eyes are closed, enjoying the final embrace in which the wind will never smooth the imprints left of the past.
Each step you take, you are vanishing as you go, and I wish to take a hold of your hand and savour the feeling. Although it saddens me greatly that you've taken so many steps that your hand passes through mine.
Something inside my chest falls heavily as one of your last steps walks you through me. Our eyes adverted in fear of arousing the tears to the point of uncontrollable crying. You slowly walk, still disappearing, until you decide to get it over with and run; vanishing into the misty air. The only thing left holding me is the thought of your return.
It's been two years now, and I return to that place. Your presence seems to linger, and surround me in an invisible force, which embraces me tightly and wipes my forming tears. The dream of the faith... the one who says the things I want to hear most... it's too soon to call you a memory.
-KageYume