When was the last time?
That you said to me.
There is no better time than now.
That the fullness you draw to my heart would never become a memory. You’d be there forever.
When was the last time?
That your openess denied me pain.
That my tears fell upon a gentle hand.
Where my fears and doubts would be silenced and our bond would grow to greater depths.
When was the last time?
That I ever had to question.
Is this my reflection with whom I share experience?
How you complimented me with the simplicity of your hand locked into mine where danger could not penetrate.
All I have left is this.
The pleasantry of a warm Spring as we sat and enjoyed eachothers conversation. Our eyes shaped by laughter. Our lips anticipating that sweet taste of love. I love you and miss the void you once filled within me.
This was the last time.
Tyson