Oct 2013
I miss the dark forest of your hair
I miss looking at the stars twinkling beneath your waves like that autumn night, where the both of us laid on the soft sand of beach like your hands.
I miss the freckles on your face like constellations
I miss looking at the moon hidden between the pupils of your ocean blue eyes, just like that autumn night, where the both of us cuddled up under a star spilled sky and you kissed me all night. You looked right into my mess pieces of soul, and i looked into yours, and we both just knew.
I miss looking at the stars twinkling beneath your waves like that autumn night, where the both of us laid on the soft sand of beach like your hands.
I miss the freckles on your face like constellations
I miss looking at the moon hidden between the pupils of your ocean blue eyes, just like that autumn night, where the both of us cuddled up under a star spilled sky and you kissed me all night. You looked right into my mess pieces of soul, and i looked into yours, and we both just knew.
