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Julika-Skai Jul 2016
You kissed me Good Morning
            And go on your day
                     I lay and wonder
         Do you think about me all day?

                         Do you have moments
            Or sailing away scenes
          Thinking about our lasting moments
               **When you think about me?
Julika-Skai Jul 2016
I've been so quiet
The days I've been alone and dealing with my peace
Didn't thought the moment that we where present, it would be a day of remembrance
A day that would have changed and unlocked
Some secrecy that I only thought, maybe it could've been possible, or maybe not.

But when you've touched me,
You didn't only touched me,
You had reached my soul
And all the feelings that I had, I couldn't even controle
I couldn't even measure,
I felt out of place but at the same time I felt my own space
The space I felt that was close inside of me. That why I often say to you: "You feel so close to me."

Our space that we had created
By the way we felt, I saw more then I expected
You had gasped my soul
I never thought someone could hold me, in a way that I felt embraced
In peaceful surrounding that you helped create.

*To you my dear, for I am glad,
I can receive and give again.
Julika-Skai Jul 2016
We laughed
You looked
I smiled
You got hooked
I felt amazed
By your staring
I felt that all you did was caring -
Me around like I was dealing with space
Time stoot still with every embrace

I felt so in love and in luck
We saw a shooting star
That was our moment
Our moment to pass on
Our wish, one thought
One wish with the purest luck

I looked at you
You gazed at me
And I smiled again
Watching the beautiful night sky with you holding my hand

Then I knew, we had one wish, one thought
The deepest feeling
**Pure Love
Julika-Skai Jul 2016
I wasn't the one
In that time
It wasn't that I was in need of you,
I needed you
To make the best out of the most
I didn't gave you all that I had owned.
Still you stayed and for you that was enough,
It pains me now that it wasn't enough

I realise now and dealing with the pain much later
I guess pride is the offer that I made by, choosing myself instead of being engaged
If I had said yes, we still where having our ways
When we were happy
Into our own faith
We where happy
But I had it all changed

I wish I could have told you that I was sorry,
Maybe we had been friends,
And seeing years from now,
Where we had stand
Years later, now I understand the words you have said:
"When it is over. It's still not the end."

— The End —