You are my sunshine in the Winter days, warming up my pale skin and making me feel as if I'm in a bed of roses;
My cool breeze on those hot summer nights, that cool me down from the laughter and smiles from that amazing summer we spent together;
The colorful leaves that cover the grass on Fall afternoons, which momentarily rustle in a whispered melody;
You are the beautiful waves that crash against the shore;
The goosebumps that form on the entire surface area of my very being, jolts and warmth are like shooting stars down my spine.

You are the love of my life.

We meet again on a cold September night
You had someone else with you, and her eyes were burning holes in my face from her stares
"Hi, it's nice to see you." You say to me
A sincere smile forms on your lips
You let go of her hand and wrap your arms around me
Your scent fill my lungs, and I swallow the lump in my throat
I stand still, enjoying what I knew would be a short embrace
She fake coughs, and looks the other way
You let go of me, and notice my stillness
Your smile drops, and your eyes fleet to the ground
You're everything I've ever wanted and so much more
I wipe my tears, "I'm so happy for your engagement. I knew you'd find the one."
Your hand is grabbed by hers again
Her skinny pale hand holds yours so perfectly
Maybe in a way mine never would
Her ring sparkles in my direction
The ring that could have been mine  

You fall on your knees, and sob in your hands
And put a heavy hand on my gravestone
If only you could see my true ghost form
I'm crying, tears that resemble those of an Angel's
Hitting the ground with sad melody

I used to be the love of his life
Before cancer took me away

"I want you to be happy, even if it's with someone else." I told him during the few left moments on my death bed.
"I'll never love anyone else. I love you. I'll always love you." He sobbed, and rested his wet face on my cold hand.
"I'm so sorry. I wish we could have the life we always wanted. Kids, marriage, travel.." He quickly interrupted me, "It's not your fault. Don't you dare say it's your fault."
Reality hit me then: I realized I couldn't control my death
The machine that monitored my heart date suddenly decreased into almost a straight line
The panicked nurses fill the room, and quickly tell him he has to leave
He begs them to let him stay
But is unsuccessful in convincing
I smile at him, and mouth "I love you"
And he sobs out loud,"I love you more. I'll see you soon. You'll be okay."
He nurses all huddled around me, trying to delay my death
But I knew what was coming
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"  I exclaim, tears flowing down my face
I wanted to marry him, to have children with him, to travel the world by his side, to tell him I love him every single day, to cook for him and to feel happiest by his side..
But it all ended at that moment.

You then put your other hand on my gravestone, and I snap back to reality, away from that upsetting flashback
"I can't do this, I can't marry you." You say looking up at your fiancé, clutching the gravestone as if it would bring me back to life.
The girl's eyes narrow, and sadness fills her eyes
And after a short moment, her face turns mean
"She died when you were both 19, and you're still not over her?! She's gone. She's never coming back. But I'm here, and I'm not going to die." She angrily folds her arms.
You continue to sob, shaking your head.
Her anger turns into fury. "Fine, you can be with your precious little dead girlfriend." And throws her engagement ring at you
I bring my hand out to catch it, and it goes right through my ghostly hand
She turns on the ***** of her feet, and heads for the parking lot
Then turns back around and kicks my grave
"I hope she's in Hell." She flips you the *******, and leaves again

You fix my grave, and clench your teeth
"I wish you were here."
You sit cross legged in front of my grave, and I sit in front of you
"What a keeper," I put a hand up to clean your tear
And you put the ring in front of me
"You'll always be my wife, the love of my life. No one can replace you. I love you."

Maybe one day you will understand
The angst that fills my heart
When I wake up and there's no one there  

At that moment, I realize I am alone
My eyes adjust to the darkness
They fleet to the blue Christmas lights
That remind me of your eyes
Beautiful
Bright
Filled with happiness
Your smile,
The way it curves perfectly on your face
Your stupid adorable face.
Your ***** blonde hair that smells like shampoo
Your cologne that makes me weak
The scent of your skin
The sparkle in your eyes when you see me
The shape of your lips
The whiteness of your perfect teeth
The sculpted collar bones and shoulders
My red lipstick kiss marks that fill your neck and cheek
The way my body fits against yours is just right
The appreciation and love you have for me when I cook for you
The look right before a passionate kiss
The blushed, big cheeks that rise with every smile
The little white spot at the bottom of your bottom lip, just in the middle
The way you rub my arm so gently because you know it helps me sleep
The way you hold me when you know I'm having a bad dream

Waking up to you is the best way to start my day.

Please be here in the morning,
I miss you so much.
Please.

Sometimes the monsters that we see in our lives aren't necessarily ugly, gory, nor ******

They could have the most sincere-looking smiles;
Flowing, golden locks;
Bold eyes that almost sparkle they speak about something they're passionate about;
Maybe their teeth are so white and straight that anyone would feel insecure about their own;
Maybe their hobbies and talents are similar to yours, and you think that there's no other person out there who could be better of a friend than them, who also remembers all the lyrics of that Red Hot Chili Peppers song;
They could have cute freckles on their nose, or scars that just make them look that much more awesome to you;
Or maybe this person was a huge part of your childhood, and you think they could never abandon you;
They could seem like a good person because they volunteer, go to Church, or participate in organizations;
Perhaps they're close with your other friends, and there's no way they would pick someone mean to join your group;


They could look similarly to any other person in your life,
But they have a vile heart;
They only became close with you to know all your problems, secrets, goals and dreams, and to crush you from the inside out;
They could pretend to be friends with you, only to benefit from it themselves;
They'll ask you nicely, then rip you apart;
They'll get close with your parents: "Hi Mrs. Ferne, you look lovely today!" And will make your parents wish they were you;
They could talk behind your back, and wish for the moment of your downfall to come as quick as possible;
They could pick at your insecurities and make you feel bad about yourself, then end it with a "I'm just kidding!"

Monsters aren't just in movies;
Even the devil was a beautiful angel once.

When I think of a drug
I think of your love
When I need touch
I think of our bodies
And how nice it feels
Whenever they are close
When I think of lips
I think of yours
And how well
They kiss mine
And get me lost
In a daze
A hell of a
Love spell