I love the way you’re out of this world
A wise man, twisting theories in your mind
I love the way your eyes twinkle
When you turn into a reckless child
And the smile that lights your face up
Sometimes sincere, often polite
Maybe even sarcastic, other times sad
I miss it…just like the night would miss its moon
I love the way your hair felt through my fingers
Thick and wavy, I long to touch them
The way you tasted and your scent…
I miss it; I miss you so much…
I miss how our hands played with each other
Our fingers intertwining like vine itself
And our breath harmonizing, as if we were one
While we were lying alone for endless hours
Hours of closeness and moments of passion
Hours of joy and minutes of piece
I miss your honesty and how true it seemed
How real it was, whatever it was
And to my heart the time won’t matter
Though it might have lasted not too long
I took those moments and whispered, “forever”
Wishing, simply hoping you would do the same
I took those moments and locked them away
So deep in my heart, it hurts to free them
