I write youin the airin the mizzlesand in the stillness of itin the flurry of snowon the pillowson the windowpanes of my roomon my tonguewhenever I re..
your face was a braille my fingers loved to read....your eyes a loch I loved to vanish intoI still feel the preserved droplets of ur lovedrawing aroun..
The colorful butterflies u sent me flutters no more...the paint we made for our roost has splattered all over the ground...the hum of eternal bliss ne..
i sprint towards the large heaps of the shrapnelsi wipe my tears streaming down my cheeksi scoop out the heaps to find my girli know...i know that she..