His laugh.

The sound rings through the air like a bell.

His eyes.

The way they sparkle lights up my world like a star.

His touch.

The feeling shoots down my spine like a swift current.

Closing my eyes, happiness washes over me;

something I haven’t felt for a long time.

His deep husky voice captures my mind like a song – like fingers dancing on piano keys.

Soaring across the starry sky, in our own little world:

I have it on repeat. Over and over and over again…

Forever playing that beautiful melody.

Forever on my mind.

It’s a dream I never want to end.

But all dreams eventually end

and eventually, I have to wake up.

A blissful dream.

A returning nightmare.

Waking up to nothing, to no one.

The pain returning when remembering that you’re gone.

The long ago memories slipping through my fingers like air,

 vanishing as the I return to my reality.

Sometimes I lie there imagining that you’re there next to me

and if I try hard enough

I can hear that low whispered “good morning”

that used to greet me as your eyes fluttered awake.

My heart aches.

Maybe it would be better if I did forget.

Maybe it would be better than wondering why the ache never ceases…

It aches for those days, those happy days.

I want to return to the memories.

I want to turn back the clock.

I want to return to you.

I want you to hold me close to your chest,

falling asleep to the sound your heartbeat

instead of the sound of the rain.

I don’t want to grow cold.

Cold…

Darkness…

The warmth is slipping away…

Can I find you?

Can I join you someday?

I wish I could make the time pass quickly.

I’m afraid I’m growing cold… Lost.

Numb…

Unfeeling.

Where are you now?

I need you

Kris