Still.

You cross my mind. 

More than I like to admit. 

You seem to have taken up a permanent residence, making your home in the deepest corners of my mind.

And sometimes, I get caught up in my head.

I lose myself in your thoughtful, churning eyes - even in my head I'm hopeless - and I have to remind myself to breathe. 

For I'm still in love with the way that your lips remind me of sunrise, spreading light and beauty over the glistening sea just after the deepest, blackest time of night. 

As you press them gently to mine, roses bloom in the darkest recesses of my mind and I am free.

I am still in love with the way you speak. 

A constant melody that came to define the way I lived.

Your wondrous melody made every step we took an intricate dance that we were never taught but somehow knew by heart. 

I am still in love with the way you say my name. 

It incites bruises of warmth all over inside me. 

Spreading, tingling, throbbing in a way that leaves me lost for words. 

I am still in love with your warmth and the beauty I feel when you hold me. 

Your hopeful embrace filled with life and security as your heart beats steadily underneath my searching fingers, with fit perfectly laced between yours. 

I am still in love with the ease that I feel around you. 

Our comfortable silences have the beauty of the silence that snowflakes bring as they fall in the dead of winter.

Not a sound interrupts as they live their tragically short lives, from their birth in the clouds to the moment they're extinguished on the unforgiving ground. 

The lucky ones are swept away by the sea at the end of their journey, joining the ocean, vast as my love for you. 

I'm still in love with the memories you've left me, now all I have left. 

Your presence brings beauty and your gentle fingers will always be laced through my heart. 

I have no hold on you, of that I am aware. 

But I have these words, my heart, and the love I'm willing to give you if you'd only let me through. 

I'd be forever faithful, for I've learned what it is to live without and it is no life at all, my dear.

For the sun doesn't shine, the roses never bloom, summer's frozen over, and night is eternal when you're not by my side. 

I believe your heart once felt as mine. 

But now, my love, until you return, I shall weep with the willow trees and relinquish my tears to be swallowed by the sea.