The night you kissed me for the first time I will always remember.
Your hair flowed softly in the wind
Your teeth shone brighter than any star I had ever seen.
Your lips were redder than any cherry I ever laid my eyes on.
Your dress was indescribably beautiful.
You were stunning.
The way you held my face gave me butterflies.
Your touch left sparks.
Your touch left flames of the warmest heat.
Your touch set me afire.
The way you leaned in made my heart skip a beat.
The wave of surprise took over completely.
Your lips..
Your lips were softer than anything I had ever touched.
Your lips tasted sweeter than any candy I had ever consumed.
Your lips moved with mine in a loving pace.
Your lips drove me insane.
Our departure took time.
Only focusing on one another's lips.
Then, you pulled away.
Smiling as if you had won the lottery.
Leaving me wide eyed.
Gaping.
The night continued with the sound of your voice.
Your laughs of pure happiness.
Your smiles of playfulness.
Your comforting touches.
Our night was everything it needed to be.
Was is of you.
Was is your smiles.
Was is your laughs.
Was is your comforting touches.
Was is everything.
Gone is what became of you.
Gone was your kind-hearted soul.
I think of you everyday.
Pretending you're sitting beside me when I'm watching a movie.
Pretending you lay next to me as I sleep.
Pretending I'm holding your hand as I drive.
Pretending you're in front of me when I'm at a restaurant.
Pretending you're here.
Yet, you're not.
I can only pretend you're here.
But when reality hits,
You are no where to be found..
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryIt's kinda sad but, it was on my mind. And btw if you're wondering, this dabbles between a "you" and "her" and "she" type pov Also, this is somewhat of a letter, like he wrote this letter abt the love of his life that died, but honestly, it could be...