Love holds regrets, but flames burn in memories.

I loved her. I loved her so much, with all my heart, I loved her to the moon and back. I loved when she talked to me; she could be happy or angry and I would still be glad that I can hear her voice, her words dedicated to me, only me. I loved the times she hugged me, when I felt her soft skin on my own body. And mostly, mostly I loved when her eyes, her beautiful emerald eyes, met mine. That was when the butterflies started flying in my stomach, when my knees got weak, when my breath was taken away. That's when I knew I loved her. And sometimes... sometimes she loved me too. / / / Silent Screams ➳ Kaylor / 2015 / All rights reserved. Don't copy or steal. by crystal-skies