Why

I'm so sad.

I just wrote a poem that explained what love was.

The title stayed, but the poem dissapeared..

How ironic.

I wrote something so beautiful about you.

about the one I love.

About the feeling of floating in a pond covered in moss and lilies.

About how you tasted when your lips stole the words from my mouth

How my hair spun when I turned and vanished from laughing and running away.

You always followed.

Find the person who loves you so much they stay no matter what.

You stayed low, under the tiles until I told you I was ready.

I blossomed because you poured the water on me that helped me grow to the most beautiful exotic person

I miss you.

I miss every single bit.

I miss kissing you in those late hours of the night.

But you will be back.

I know it.

-art