If I had known our hug would have been our last, I’d of held on a little longer. Squeezed a little tighter. Breather a little stronger, so I couldn’t forget your scent. My heart and soul cries for you. My eyes and arms cry for you. I cry. For you. This hurts, a lot. I’m sad, a lot. I just want to be able to fix whatever it is so we can be together. Thinking of our time spent together makes me happy then makes me sad to see/realize it’s the end.
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