I turn around
Noticing his eyes watching me as I walk away
The aura of his kiss still lingers on my lips
Tempting me to run back into his arms ...
The security I felt when he held me
Wishing this day would never end,
it begins to rain.....
My hair falls into my face
The water only strengthening my most recent favorite scent
... That of his cologne
reminding me of the time I spent with him
making me crave his presence by my side
for every moment that he's not
And the warmness I feel when the phone rings
To pick up and hear his voice
And yet .. through all this ....
every moment I spend with him
I still feel a deep regret
that Im not able to utter outloud what my
heart screams inside
That ....
I love him





Does your username mean 'summer' by any chance?
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