A L E J A N D R O
Minutes.
Hours.
Days.
Weeks.
How long has it been since I heard the sweet sound of her laughter? The crinkle at the corner of her eyes when she smiles? The smell of her sweet fragrance that whiffed around in the air when she passed by? What about the way her hands fit wholly in mine? The way one touch of her skin set my entire heart on fire? The way she had me wrapped around her finger without even knowing it?
Will I get to feel that warmth of, not only her skin but her presence ever again? Her silhouette itself brought me enough peace to last days and now seeing her still, cold body laying motionless is just a reminder of my biggest failure yet.
I'm losing myself, physically and mentally. I need her to show me where I belong, remind me of who I am, and remind me why the thought of losing her is tearing me apart.
