I just…I just miss him. And I hate being so alone.

Why don’t I forget the past? Because those memories and I haven’t change when everything else is changed including you.

I missed you so much,” she breathed.I tilted my head back and put my hands on her shoulders. I could hardly believe this was happening. I was finally getting to touch her. To kiss her....

I miss your silent stature, your avoided days of disaster, your present state of distress.I’m cinnamon, cloves and fire, you are the rested cedarwood of desire.

The clouds wept when my heart sand a song of sorrow