He has been gone for less
than 20 minutes.
I can still hear his laugh.
See his smile,
His lips,
His eyes,
His hands.
Feel his kiss,
His smile against my chest,
His hands all over my body.
I feel warm,
I feel wanted,
I feel HAPPY,
And he isn't even here.
I am only left with the thought and memories of today.
Ones that I will hopefully never forget...
YOU ARE READING
Time will pass
PoetryMy poetry that I wrote at sad, happy, and dark times maybe you'll enjoy it more than ill enjoy rewriting and reliving the emotions that go with them