Letter of lost love

I miss you,

When your gone time seems to quickly fade away,

when your around the wind stops and the trees stand still like there hoping for some random summer rain,

The sent of your musky sweet sweat lingers on my pillow like ripening strawberries in a soft wind at the end of the spring months as the first wave of summer heat rolls in.

Capturing my love with a net of beauty like a moth to a candle that has gotten to close to its flames, I am deathly ill for your praise and disdain as I wallow and weep forever in the waste land of your forgotten memories hoping one day you’ll remember me.

Tho this may all be a folly,

My deepest emotions rise when you are near and they repent and pray for your swift return when you have gone.

Forever thinking of that first kiss,

that first touch of your breast,

and that last hug we shared,

I wonder into the emptiness that is my life without you and I try to move forward through the pain into another dreadful meaningless

day.