"You're beautiful."
"Oh please, I didn't even try and look cute today."
"Not your hair, your soul."

Sometimes I wander
Deeper to the city
Velvet streets and
Brimstone corner stores
Silent, contemplative
Sacred Simplicity

I will always cherish you
No matter the pain you cause
The strong have no business being cruel
That is the errand of the weak

I'm going to miss you
Your singing
Your dancing
You pretended to be happy
To make me happy
I'm sorry

I'm going to miss you
Your laugh
Your way of copying my speech
You would come on Wednesdays
Even though you were sad
I'm sorry

I'm going to miss you
Your brownies
And cookies
Things made in love
Trinkets from the store
That were just you thinking of me
I'll never be able to look at my wallet
Or wear my sandals
Without missing you
I'm sorry

I'm going to miss you

I know what you mean..
It's not the things you do..
or where you are..
it's just..
..the BEING.