Sometimes it’s the most sweetest of moments that leave us the quickest…
When it’s the wrong place,
the wrong time
and maybe even the wrong lifetime.
When your whole life you have dream’t about this.
The way it felt,
the way you made me feel.
When letting go,
is the hardest thing.
Because in you’re presence I felt so much of me than I have ever felt.
When you’re gone,
I can still smell you.
Your scent lingering on everywhere and anywhere.
Come back to me,
even just in our dreams.
Kiss me again,
a million and a trillion more times.
I feel that moment,
over and over again.
I still hear the sweet music playing.
Holding your soul so close to mine.
Feeling your warm neck, pulling you closer.
Soft kisses whispering on my skin.
I was in heaven.
So one with all that was.
Your touch, your warm embrace.
I didn’t want these moments to end.
Nothing else mattered,
but you and me.
But it did end, and I had to let go.
I left you feeling dazed.
Finding myself back in reality.
My reality without your warm touch,
I had to accept.
Acceptance was the only thing to do.
Goodbye had to be said.
I kissed you goodbye,
I could feel the butterflies inside.
My heart still holding on.
But you had already let go.
You had prepared yourself for this moment.
You captured my heart.
You touched my soul so sweetly in so many ways.
I will never forget you.
I felt so safe in those moments,
in their presence,
I was so alive inside.
Right their with their soul,
amongst their past,their present,
in all of them.
Then they have gone away,
without ever knowing why.
Like the breathe of free air they came as.
The wind taking you right back.
Was it too good for me,
to keep,to hold,to have.
Holding me tight,
softly tucked away.