I loved him fiercely, with every fiber of my being. He was my night and day, the electricity lighting up my dark skies. I loved him through every tear that fell, every smile that broke, every promise that evaporated quietly. Every love song was about him, every stolen moment will forever live inside of me. He is a missing puzzle piece, discarded somewhere underneath the couch, hiding. Without him something in me is incomplete. To say he changed me is such an injustice to his memory. Such a trivial word to describe his love. Because every skin cell on my body has been altered to feel more. To love more, to be more. He is my forever even though he is mine no more, and has never really been mine.
And I will love him for all the years to come,
and then some.
About the Creator
Aili Barker
Author of Kingdom Come & Endless Fragment Of Time
Poet, Wanderer, Photographer
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