The day my eyes reached yours ,
that’s the day I never saw again .
The day you kissed my lips,
that’s the day I never found your kiss .
The day I opened up my heart ,
You closed the doors to my mind .
The day I tasted perfection,
I found myself comparing .
The day I let you go ,
You kept my sacred possession .
In a way I want you to have it
Because it’s the only thing we have left between us
And all of our memories are like ripped pictures
But I still keep em .
Oct 5, 2010
Oct 5, 2010 at 10:32 AM UTC
The day my eyes reached yours ,
that’s the day I never saw again .
The day you kissed my lips,
that’s the day I never found your kiss .
The day I opened up my heart ,
You closed the doors to my mind .
The day I tasted perfection,
I found myself comparing .
The day I let you go ,
You kept my sacred possession .
In a way I want you to have it
Because it’s the only thing we have left between us
And all of our memories are like ripped pictures
But I still keep em .
Bianca Lorenzo ©2010