I can't breathe at the thoughts of you.
Remembering the feeling of your kiss,
the way you brushed my hair away,
the touch of your skin on my arms.
Every memory is so bittersweet to me.
I want to scream for you to come home,
I could cry at the thought of you gone.
Away from me forever, not loving me.
Loving you always gives me strength.
Even when i've fallen down on my knees,
and i'm shaking because too much pain.
Just the whisper of your voice soothes me..
Did you have to leave me with the memories?
YOU ARE READING
Afraid to Speak
Randomthis started as a way to vent. it has now become the words I couldn't say to, or the ones I did say and no one cared enough to listen to.
