I can still taste you,
sweet,
with the smallest of hint of peppermint,
i can still smell you,
abercrombie fierce,
i can still feel you,
your arm laying gently across my side,
fingertips softly tickling my back,
your strength,
as you pulled me in so closely,
your chest,
against mine joining heartbeats,
your breath,
creeping down my neck,
the chills i always got with your touch,
the way the butterflies drifted from my stomach,
to my heart,
then to my throat with three little words,
and now I'm here,
fighting away my tears,
because i feel you still,
though you're nowhere to be seen.
i can't stand the sight of your grave,
it haunts every inch of my being,
because just last night,
you were here,
we were laughing at nothing,
watching the stars,
forgetting everything but each other,
losing ourselves in the moment,
but i had to wake,
and let the tears fill my eyes,
look beside me on the bed,
and face the awfully truth,
you're gone forever,
and there's nothing i can do.........
