I fell in love
there was laughing, loving
and plain happiness.
Then I felt it.
I felt it closing.
It was over.
His taste, still fresh in my mouth
His smell, still on my skin.
He was and is the best thing
I have ever known.
I remember what I never let my self forget
looking into his beautiful eyes,
And touching his skin.
Sometimes I wonder if I should fight
Or if I should have faught harder.
But I think: If he doesn't want it
Why should I push it on him?
Why try to place him where he doesn't want to be?
He made me happy.
And I know he was happy.
We were happy.
-we are happy-
I wish it was the same
But it's not.
There's nights I cry
just because I love him soo.
There were nights when I prayed,
I thanked God just for him.
And then there's nights when I beg God
to let him see me the way I see him.
To let him know
That love can't get any better
then the love I give him.
Because my love is for him.
I was made for him.
There were times when he begged me
To tell him how I feel.
"Let me in, let down that wall"
He would say.
But I refused.
2 years in and I always refused.
I regret that so much.
If I can rewind time I'll let him know
I need him.
He is my everything,
no one has ever made me feel the way he does
And I don't think no one ever will.
With him I am complete.
And with out him I am nothing.
I love him.
Those words probably mean nothing now.
Every night after I pray to God
And thank him for the best 2 years and 10 months,
I have to wonder -
Can I be alone?
Am I prepared for the years to come?
cause I am so certain
there will never be another him.
