Sometimes it feels am all alone. Sometimes its like not having her in my arms though I believe somewhere that I have her. Its like seeing her in front of me, misty, like the early morning fog. Its like loosing my faith in me when I know I can hold her in my arms but somewhere she disappears, only her essence is what I feel. The scent of her body still linger here n there. I don't try to fix myself I am not broken but things seem to be like that when I miss her. I am trying everything but everything still stays the same. I follow her voice, I search for her, she takes me to nowhere.
Come to me once, I'll make sure to never let you go. I want to touch you. I want to feel your warmth, I want to feel your hair touch my face. I want to feel the stretch on your lips when I kiss you. I want to feel your heart beat when I make you mine. I want you to listen to my heart that beats for you. Feel you when I run my fingers through your hair, the way you will pull me near. Taste your lips, feel your fingers all over me.
That which I have left, is that right or what is right now is what I left behind? Will it be the same....
These words are abstract, but I never want whatever happened that I left to be right now.
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