The Empty Vase
Thoughts of you, of us, constantly flow through my mind. The way you held me in your arms. Me feeling like I was in the safest place in the world. The way you fit perfectly inside me. The sweetest kisses you laid upon my lips. The sparkle you'd get in those beautiful, brown eyes, when you spoke of things with so much passion. Your smile that could ignite a fire thought to be dead long ago. Your voice, smoother than honey and just as sweet.
What once warmed my heart, now kills me daily. What happened to our connection that was so strong on so many levels? Spoke about every and anything, daily. Then it was all ripped away, without warning. Leaving me breathless and feeling like an empty vase.
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