If Tomorrow never came
I want to hold your hand again
Feel your skin against mine
I want to see Perfection one last time
Your beautiful face
Your pure eyes
Precious smile
I want to hear Perfection one last time
Your silly laugh
Your piercing screams
Gentle voice
I want to touch Perfection one last time
Your small hand
Your soft skin
Surrounding arms
I want to smell Perfection one last time
Your floral scent
Your cooking
Bitterness
I want you to know that I love you
That I have so much planned for us
I never regretted each moment I spent with you
But I regret those that I didn't
But now I regret this poem
I'm only embracing the fact that we won't  be together anymore.