I Love to Write

We have become strangers,
Left with fading memories.

Your touch no longer lingers on my skin.


The taste of your kiss no longer stains my lips.

The feel of your soft skin against mine,
Now just a distant memory of mine.

I can no longer look into your eyes,
To feel the touch of your soul against mine.



No more words spoken between us,
Nothing left but misunderstood silence.

An ache where you once touched my heart,
You will forever have a place in my heart.