Three years later,
My love for you still inspires every fiber of my body with the same intensity of our first explosive kiss.

Three years later,
Any second of you in mind I feel like my body starts floating high like smoke coasting through the atmosphere.

Three years later,
With patience and understanding still standing by your aside upon command like a silly pup tugging at the bottom of your jeans.

Three years later,
Your absence still suffocates me, squeezing my lungs as I lose my breath and my consciousness...perhaps even sanity.  

Three years later I continue to wait....

I worry.
With every fiber in my body,
Each and every melody...
In my soul.

Or the lack there of.

But yet the tunes resonate,
Engulfing my very being.
Singing for an escape,
Chanting for freedom,
Tapping into every neuron.  

I worry,
There will never be a happy ever after.

I still remember....
The feel of your skin,
A sweet tenderness of warmth,
Lighten up the black hole within.

I still remember...
Every tiny mole,
Scattered through your body,
Put together they made me whole.

I still remember...
Your cheesy smile,
Stretched ear to ear,
Even though it's been a while.

I still remember...
The look in your eyes,
As if nothing mattered,
For ten years you've left me hypnotized.

I still remember...
Every little surprise,
Just to brighten my day,
Like a kaleidoscope I was mesmerized.

I still remember...
The day we made our vows,
Promises to be mine forever,
Just to realize they were all lies.

I still remember...
Every hurtful word,
That broke me into pieces,
And shattered my world.

I still remember...
Making the decision,
To walk away for a better future,
But you never came back...like a knife making an incision.

I still remember...
Never giving up,
To bring you back,
Following you like a silly pup.

I still remember...
How you chose her over me,
And my heart keeps breaking,
With every post I see.

Potential grin,
It shines through this jaded well of mine.
Perhaps in sin,
Our souls may have a chance to intertwine.

Per chance a glimmer,
Such eyes could pierce through palpable doubts.
Becoming a dreamer,
As florals bloom through the color spectrum of thoughts.

An intricate tango,
To swoon through the dance of our games.
With great intentions...proceeding with the flow of things.
With hope we proceed,
Through barriers we release,
The magical little moments that light fireworks in our sky.