Still a little bit..

You..
so many words etched into these pieces.. these pieces use to make a heart.. a heart of purity.. a heart devoted to you.. now all thats left.. is a flash.. a flash back of us.. imageries of love.. but there's still a little bit of your taste in my mouth.. still a little bit of you laced in my doubt.. there still a little heart ache i've found.. but whispers each night tell me the most sense occurs.. when i sleep.. you will always be a memory.. so real ..
so you ... x