1/2/2017A Story by Andre Peterson
You know, I write about you all the time.
You are my main inspiration. I mainly think of your smile. And then I try to find the right words to describe how it makes me feel. I remember that look in your eyes. And I am then taken to a place that is far beyond my imagination. I still can hear your laugh. And I feel warm inside. Not the coldest wind bothers me then. I feel as If I can write about you for a thousand years. Never tiring as I grow more lonely. And each time I do I then realize. Words can describe you. Words can't replace you. Yet words are the only thing that keeps me going. And as long as I think of your smile. Your laugh. Your eyes. That look. Ill have everything. I'll write till my heart goes out. Ill always be able to hold onto what's most precious to me. Silly, you may think. Perhaps you're right But its all I got left. © 2017 Andre Peterson |
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