by Chynna Dec 31, 2012
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
I touch the hand you use to hold, touch the neck you use to kiss, put my hands around my body and pretend you still exist. I can smell you, your still near, i feel your heart beat on my back i know your behind me and i smile because you have not left yet, you promised you wouldnt go. But i cant help feeling a little sad inside that i'll never fully have you back, hear your voice or laugh. To have you in my heart but not in my arms is the saddest part of it all. |