Sunday, April 29, 2012

I miss you

When one is in love, everyone becomes a poet.

This line, makes me recall all the times I held your hand the warmth and weird feeling on my cheeks to my beating heart. When you would tilt your head, the alluring smile of yours.
Treating you as a friend, someone I could trust and never let go. Feelings of disappointment when you would not even look at me anymore. I thought, I knew who you were... I thought I could have you be mine for a few more seconds. Skipping through the chains of where you would be happy to see me. Your big brown eyes, that even just for a second seemed to only align with my own eyes.

I would always apologize for nothing at all just so I could see you smile once again. Foolish tears would run down over and over, mistakes that can never have meaning unless you speak words and tease me once again.
Remember:
Laughing till nothing even meant anything in the world, just being there with you was all I needed to look forward to.

Trying each day to become closer to the ones you love, so when you let go you only have the happiest of memories and nothing, nothing can make you cry with pain.

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