Your breath my souls life air, is it finite? will I inhale it all and breath my last breath of you? Gasping airless flashing memories of you, as my mind dies from the lack of you. Or will Your gentle breeze softly embracing my heart forever?
I'm having a hard time tonight, with no one here to hold me. I'm having a hard time this month, trying hard to move on. More than you, I miss the warmth, and comfort of what my life was. :: Bear Hug Love Original Illustration Print by CatherineLazarOdell