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I miss the Sunday mornings when we would sit and drink coffee together,
sometimes we'd sneak off into the back and stand holding one another
close. I miss being in his arms, listening to his heart beat, never
before had I felt so safe, so happy. It was in his arms that I would
forget all my troubles, it was there that I felt loved.
We never spoke the words, yet it knew he loved me as much as I loved him. I could see it when he looked at me, his dark eyes screamed the words he couldn't speak, his hold on me was secure, as if to never let someone steal me from him.
Never before had I met someone like him, someone so full of
life, so rare.
He was the best thing to ever happen to me, he taught me how to live,
he gave my heart the love it was missing. I never thought I'd have to
say goodbye to him, I never knew it would be so hard. My tears seem
endless, flowing down my face as I reminisce about our time together.
Every thing reminds me of him, I've never cried for someone like I do
for him.
Honor, Glory, Death...
Last edited by temptd : 10-24-2007 at 02:54 AM.
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