If winter is gone…then why am I still so cold?

"Its been weeks since we’ve spoken…other than the hardly satisfying email tag that we have played…it kills me inside…I walk through the places that we used to frequently visit and it is not difficult to see that the forest is decaying. She says that she is always with me, no mater how far apart we really are…and I'd like to believe that, but if that is true…then why am I so cold? A chilling wind has blown through our love, but we are to far apart to hold each other…all we can do is pray that our love doesn't die through this extended winter weather…

I miss her so much…the way we used to dance, and hold each other as we sway back and forth all night long…I miss how we used to talk even hours past the time that my dad commanded me to go to bed…there is just a certain amount of satisfaction that comes from just being able to talk for hours and never really saying anything, and I guess that is what I miss the most. Just being able to talk and not have to worry about what the outside world thinks of our love, and not being able to be found as we retreat to our forest, where in solitude we are never alone. I miss laying in the grass on the moonlit path and stroking her hair as we watch the sun rise on our perfect night…

 love you baby…please don't forget about me…you say you wont, but it's been so long. This place in my heart misses the warmth of your body more than humanly possible. Please come back to me…

*kisses ur lips*

I'm waiting darlin…come back to me…

-Your tear stained knight, Thomas"

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