I remember the sweet smile, tingling on your fine lips. I also remember when I looked at your eyes, and they had twinkled with a mysterious gleam, and I smiled upon noticing that shine in your eyes. Your sweet voice, so warm and comforting, whispers in my ears, even long after they've been echoed into the empty air. My memory of you will never fade and when I think of you every moment, it just kills me inside to know that you are so far from me in real life.

Then my dreams slowly fades away, leaving a bitter aftertaste in my tongue.

There is a kind
Of deliverance
In each day
The way the sun
Rises
A fattened berry
Full of dripping light.

And the trees below her
Glisten
To wakefulness
Under her watchful eye

While the shadows
Slip like small snakes
Down the branches
Until they disappear.

Such beauty.
Such promise.

I do not know if this life
Has purpose
Or if my prayers
Are a sigh
Carried by the wind
Into nothing.

It does not matter.

Nothing in the world
Would matter
If you were not here
To give it meaning.