dont speak above a whisper.. this haven we've found is so fragile. like a dream behind almost waking eyes. that's all we have left. the only place I can see you. my memory doesn't fail me. I can still see everything I memorized.. everything that I made sure to take in. the curve of your hip, the smile you had when I caressed you with feather light touches that made you shiver, every fleck of green-gold in your eyes, and the velvet softness of your hair on my pillow. I wake to find my body and mind decieving me, you weren't here tonight. everything felt so real.. I could practically smell your body near mine. I almost curse the memories I made sure to attain.. because not seeing you is tearing me apart. so I sit here. 4 am and I can still see you when I close my eyes and it's almost torture. I should have treated you better.. and I could have. my princess.. my everything. I need your symphonies, need them ringing in my head. please don't stop playing for me, don't tell me it's too late.

[earthquake]

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