eyes staring into hers,
a soft song from a movie we loved,
touching her lips with heavy breaths,
talking about the possibilities, so many good ones,
all of this before a moment so perfect,
it'll always be the happiest poetry I'll ever write.
Some days you wake up with the thought of the person you so madly loved and you simply miss them. You miss making a heart happy, you miss the good times and you miss the feeling of having the power to make a soul smile. It's something you can never outrun, because you loved them that way and it's ok, because they still make you happy, by simply popping into your mind for a second, with moments lasting a lifetime.