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.  

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