Lost Love
I used to love laying on my back on the freshly mowed grass in front of my yard.
Breathing in the rose scented air and huffing out the visible breath from the cold weather.
Watchind as the sun finally settles down from yet another busy day.
Waiting as the first star shines brightly on the darkened sky.
Slowly closing my eyes, imagining the nights like this that I had spent with you.
Feeling your cold breath on my neck.
The smile on your lips everytime you say my name.
I once thought of giving up everything just to be with you again.
Am I really that desperate for ever wanting you back?
I opened my eyes again, coming back to reality.
Fireflies started dancing in front of my eyes,
it's like they know how happy I am, how flattered I felt everytime I see them.
So I just lay there, waiting, hoping that maybe it's my lucky night to catch another falling star.
I'm not gonna use it to make a wish cause I never did believe in such things.
Instead, it's just another reminder of what we once had.
Peaceful night, perfect date, just you and me.
I used to love all this but maybe I still do.
I was just overwhelmed by the pain I felt, the agony it costs.
It's been a year since I last saw him.
A smile on his face and a bouquet of flowers on his hands.
Making his way from across the street to where I stand.
I remember it all. Before it all ended, before it was all over.
Before that bank rober's escaping car hit him hard that caused his death the day before our wedding day.
