Sunday, June 17, 2012

love.

You're gone, again. You left for home. I can't help but feel my breath escape me. Why must I torture myself, with the love I feel inside. With moments like those, we are so close, and yet in reality so far. My love, come back to me, remind me of the days that we didn't care who saw, we just loved each other and no one could stop us. I miss you.