Bliss

Lost goodbyes, good memories, all that jazz. *sigh* :/

All the warming memories,

So much of them I miss.

Mostly about me and you,

Those moments of pure bliss.

 

We had a special bond,

I don't know how it was made.

A tiny, fragile, knotted thread

That never seemed to break.

 

I'm still praying for that perfect dream,

Every night before falling asleep.

Of me to see you one last time,

One last chance to tell you goodbye...