He was the most beautiful thing
in my world.
His smile.
His green eyes.
His golden hair.
We were inseparable
until the separation came.
He promised to love me for the rest of his life.
He did.
I just didn’t know
how short a time
that would be.
Car accident.
Just 16.
He ages with me in my dreams.
His golden hair turns grey.
Time weakens even rocks,
but our love remains,
unweathered.
He’s always waiting there for me
in my dreams.
Tonight will be the last time.
Because I’ll never leave him again.