I'll see you in the sun

The only kind of sunsets I don't like are the ones I miss. That's what we used to say, turns out the only thing I miss now is him. I think about him everyday, I see him in everything, everywhere. I can feel him in everything around me, I can feel him in the playful breezes, the kind that whirl girls skorts into the air, and ruffle hair into great tangles, I can feel him in the heat of the sun, his warmth, his love. I can smell him in the lavender that he planted in my garden and in the smell of honey, the same colour that hid amongst the blues of his eyes, the golden that reflected the rays of light in such beautiful ways even the sun itself was jealous. Love is a quiet emotion that intime become a part of the oxygen I breathe, dare to remove it and you will begin to choke, is that why I feel like I can no longer breathe, is that the cause of the pain i feel in my heart?

Tis better to have loved and lost then to never have loved at all.