Memories...

Wanting desperately, I can't have him. Remembering sweet love, past.

TheRealWoman TheRealWoman
31-35, F
3 Responses Mar 15, 2009

Touching the things you used to touch... echoes of you.

Rain beaded on the windowsill;gray clouds pass me by.

Sad but happy. A beautiful conflict of joy and melancholy.