one more time
to see you one more time i would stare like never before. lock eyes and never let go. in that moment, i would capture you so very entirely, create an image in my mind that no polaroid could ever match.
your eyes, a blue i can’t quite describe. not the sky, you loved the sky. not the ocean, your biggest fear. a blue that can only be described by my overwhelming sorrows. the blue of the diamond i wanted to put on your left hand ring finger.
your hair, silk, of an incredible length, power, and beauty that even the brothers grimm couldn’t describe. soft, like the petals of the first bloomed flower in spring. golden, the first sunrise after a polar night. these captivating aureate locks almost always put up. why you hid them, i could never understand.
your skin, a tint that i spent hours trying to paint match. my walls are a constant reminder of your gorgeous glow. i remember when i watched the blood rush out of your face, all your humanity draining. it was slow. painful. every second looking more lifeless. i will never forgive myself for letting you go through that agony of the slow death you had to succumb to.
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one more time. i scream to the sky “ONE MORE TIME”. all i’ve ever wanted was you. one more time. no words would need to be said. not a sound to be heard. the silence speaks for itself. just one more time in your presence, and i can reach my ultimate fate in happiness. one more time, to see you, and to feel the joy i once felt. joy i once felt when you were still here. joy i felt when you were still mine. joy i felt in the days we could lock eyes and i could capture you entirely.
your eyes
your hair
your skin
you.
