The memory of your smile
Haunts my waking moments
Yet I continue to look forward
To the awkward pain it creates
How did something so pure, so rare
Leave the world I live in?
Your skin so soft, your presence angelic
I crave the chance to hold you again
From the moment you arrived
You became all I knew
All I wanted to know
Everything I had
One year, eight months and eight days it's been
Yet I still feel you are a quick drive away
All I can do now is pray
That your beautiful blue eyes are watching, everyday
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