Many times I put this pen to this blank paper, and many times it remains blank
I try to write how I'm feeling but all I can think of are his blue loving eyes
All I feel is love, warmth that used to radiate between us while we laid on the couch
How it felt to be held close to his chest and kissed on the top of the head
Look up to see that playful smile and we are engulfed with love
But that was over a year ago, now I sit lonely on my bed
You're never far from my thoughts
Tears never far from my eyes.
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 2:26 AM UTC
Many times I put this pen to this blank paper, and many times it remains blank
I try to write how I'm feeling but all I can think of are his blue loving eyes
All I feel is love, warmth that used to radiate between us while we laid on the couch
How it felt to be held close to his chest and kissed on the top of the head
Look up to see that playful smile and we are engulfed with love
But that was over a year ago, now I sit lonely on my bed
You're never far from my thoughts
Tears never far from my eyes.
