He is the wind, gracefully touching my skin, reminding me he is there.
He is the warm sunlight gleaming down on
me.
He is all the things I cannot see, only feel. He is everything to great for me to understand. He was someone that belonged in my heart destined to be mine.
He is gone but I still feel him in every breath of air, every beautiful moment, every starry sky. Love was ruined for me, but will never be forgotten.