• cutsandwounds 266w

    Perhaps you are gone forever,but your memories are permanent.
    I smell you as I smell my leather jacket that I put on you during that storm.
    I miss you as i cry during the nights of loneliness with my head on the pillow we once shared.
    I feel you as I try to find you in every single person I meet everyday.
    And above all,I love you even when I know that you won't care and perhaps never will.