You are so beautiful. Your hair, your eyes, your smile, your laugh, your joy, your pain, your sorrow, your bones, your soul. And no i do not love you as i once did i still have this eternal warmth at the thought of you. And no i do not cherish your touch the way i once did since that is reserved for your new treasure. You. Are. So. Beautiful.
Your eyes wide with curiosity on my next word, movement, or action. The sight of you. Oh the way the sight of you brings the corners of my chapped lips up to my cheeks than back down to my chin. You.
I have studied you. I have memorized your whole memory tree. I have thought “what if” a million times over but if it were up to me i would have done it all over again.
You are so beautiful. You are my pain, my sorrow, and what used to be my happy. It used to be my hair, my eyes, my smile, my laugh, my joy, my pain, my sorrow, my bones, and my soul. My everything was all to please you.
No i do not love you as i once did and no i never will but it is ok and i am content.