I wonder sometimes If the days get cold would you think of my warm hugs underneath the moonlight skies where we laid together and loved each other?
I do wonder sometimes and more than I should for my love hasn’t forgotten your touch your kiss next to the fireplace. When we giggle or tease each other until someone got mad. Most time it was you- the face you made the wrinkle of your nose and the silly face you made would cause me to laugh making my heart beat faster than a hummingbird’s wings.
Do you wonder sometimes, if the time I gave you was ever enough or the silly gifts that I made for you truly came from my heart. The pain inside doesn’t seem to cease and my mind continues to dream of your passionate kiss and touch. The pain growing inside more than ever, which has put me into submission and my heart can only continue wondering, why did you leave me without an answer or acknowledgment of goodbye.
I haven't proof read it--I normally don't, so feel free to make any comments or critiques.