He took out old pictures of her, one by one
Stared at them for hours, going through every detail.
Her deep dark brown eyes looking at him
And the silky waterfall of hair she had, took his breath away
Her delicate little hands, how much he loved them
And those soft lips that were a gateway to his heaven.

He sighed, putting the pictures back in the old trunk
He realized she was long gone now, never to return.