I keep having this dream where we’re still together, and we’re happy. We didn’t let the distance come between us because our love was stronger than any storm.
I know that dream is a reality in another universe.
I know that we’re happy and in love there, and i wish you believed me when i said i was going to fall in love with you because i did and you’re gone.
you’re gone and it feels like you set my heart on fire and you’re watching it burn from a distance i cant even bear to touch you.
You were the one i wanted to spend forever with.
I wanted you to be the end of my story.
I was always in love with the sea but i never wanted to drown myself in one so bad until i saw your eyes.
I wish you knew that.
I wish you knew what i’d do for you to come back.

I miss your voice the most.
it brought me this indescribable happiness,
so pure, so honest.

Please Forgive Me
I Forgive You
I Love You
Thank You
Goodbye

We are told to say this to a dying loved one.
Its been burned in my mind.

Please Forgive Me
I Forgive You
I Love You
Thank You
Goodbye

I gave you my heart, my soul,
my body and my mind.
You gave me hope, love,
completion and purpose.

Please Forgive Me
I Forgive You
I Love You
Thank You
Goodbye

For the first time in my life I couldn't
wait to go to sleep once I got home,
not because i was lazy
or due to lack of sleep.
Something wonderful and amazing happened to me.

I didn't have to hide in my mind,
dreams couldn't, wouldn't, compare to reality.

I was exited to be alive,
every morning id leap out of bed and whisper your name under my breath.

Please Forgive Me
I Forgive You
I Love You
Thank You
Goodbye

I've lost everyone, and everything
that meant something to me.
I'm getting closer to death.

Please Forgive Me
I Forgive You
I Love You
Thank You
Goodbye.
I hope to see you soon.

She moved like smoke.
Wafting about.
Tempting.
As smooth as warm water.
Holding her would be like sliding into a hot shower on a cold day.
I'd imagine her whisper to be like caramel.
Despite what I imagine though.
Regardless of what I see when I look at her.
She still finds herself standing in the rain.
Jumping in puddles hoping one of them will be deep enough to consume her entirely.
Cursing herself because she can't dodge the raindrops.
I'll never ask her to come in from the rain.
That'd be asking her to change who she is.