Ryan

I know your face better than I know my own.

The way the sun hits your eyes

or bounces off of your cheek bones.

The way your lips curve in a smile

when you laugh at my jokes.

I could never forget the most beautiful face I’ve ever known.

I will live until my dying day

remembering every detail of you.

But I’ve already forgotten what you sound like.

The laugh I would try for everyday, no longer exists in my brain.

The way you would sing has been permanently taken from my mind.

The sound of my name on your tongue that would make me fall in love all over again is gone…

All I have now is a permanent image of your beauty

of your smile

of the way your hair flows past your shoulders.

But all I want is to hear you talk to me again.

Hear my name on your tongue.

Hear your laugh at my jokes.

I know your face better than I know my own.

The way the sun hits your eyes

or bounces off of your cheek bones.

The way your lips curve in a smile

when you laugh at my jokes.

I could never forget the most beautiful face I’ve ever known.

I will live until my dying day

remembering every detail of you.

But I’ve already forgotten what you sound like.

The laugh I would try for everyday, no longer exists in my brain.

The way you would sing has been permanently taken from my mind.

The sound of my name on your tongue that would make me fall in love all over again is gone…

All I have now is a permanent image of your beauty

of your smile

of the way your hair flows past your shoulders.

But all I want is to hear you talk to me again.

Hear my name on your tongue.

Hear your laugh at my jokes.