Thinking about all of the words that I wouldn’t be able to say thinking these awful things would take place amongst the pain.

My favorite things about the seasons longing to have a rhyme or reason.

Summer wouldn’t be sunny,

Winter wouldn’t be warm

I would never see flowers bloom in spring.

So much more than leaves would fall in autumn.

No more night drives and high conversations.

Loves no longer the connotation.

I’d forget the ambitions of the heart.

always losing track of the start

The peripherals that kept me full, could no longer be quenched.

The years are gone as fast as it came.

Meeting you, I never knew.

Nothing would be the same.

The laughs wouldn’t be as hysterical.

Dreams wouldn’t be as mystical

shared stares wouldn’t be as magical.

The sunsets will just mark the end of the day.

Another day where you are not near

A future so unclear, That it petrifies

No longer getting lost into chocolate almonds

Lost all interest amongst my friends

The lost boy whose story tragically came unto its end

I’ve learned so much, much more than I could ever speak of.

Gazing into anything would just bring despair.

So then I close my eyes.

See your face

An abundance of love

Your right back here.

the scent of a flame

One that never strayed.

Life without you would never be the same.