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 10:39 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