Rain falling as if it was in slow motion

Hitting my pale skin

I stop, and look at the clouds

Dark and mysterious

Just like his eyes

The eyes that always looked at me

never through

The eyes that watched me

The eyes I loved

and learned to watch

The eyes that were closed for all of eternity now

I longingly stared at the eye lids I would never

watch flutter open in the morning,

or ever again

I finally broke my stare and let my eyes

drift to his lips

Remembering how they felt against mine,

how they felt on my skin

I bent down and kissed his forehead letting

a single tear roll down cheek

I watched as it hit his face

I took my thumb and wiped it away as he had done

so many times for me.

Smudging the make-up that the Embalmer

undoubtedly spent hours on

making him look like he wasn't dead

I stared at his face taking it all in for

one last time

I broke my stare once again,

letting my eyes wonder down his chest

and landing on his hands.

Wishing that I could hold his hand one more time

The way his fingers laced between mine.

When I fell, his strong hands were always there to pick me back up.

His fingers forever locked together at his waist

As I stared into the casket for the last time...

I let it all go

He was gone, no need to pretend that I was O.K

for the first time in my life I had a reason that everyone

understood, to just cry

He found me, fixed me

Made me a  better person

He just had to leave me

I vowed to find him

and I did

that night that he was laid to rest

forever

six feet under