Monday, October 8, 2012
Amare Enternal et perditaque
I remember your smile.
I remember your smell.
I remember how you looked at me when there was something wrong.
I miss your energy.
I miss the sound of your breath.
The smell of clean sheets, makes me cry.
I'll love you always, even though I shouldn't.
But that's not true, as your God's child forever, if only my soulmate for a little while.