The wind rustles throught the trees and i sit there with you. we never run out of things to do things to talk about. he tells me i love you and i look into his eyes i see pools of true honesty flooding through his eyes. i lean in for a kiss and at the moment his lips touch mine i swear i knew it was forever, i melted in his arms and fell asleep when i woke up he was gone never to be seen again he left a note that said i love you but i cant and that was the day i slit my throat
true story not for me but for a very dear friend and someone from my family my cousin died never knowing if he would come back for her
