Your eyes are pools of aquamarine perfection.
The gateway to your angelic grace that lies beneath the vessel.
A perfect compliment to the dark chocolate brown hair that lays exquisitely above those beautiful blue orbs.
Your soft locks are like heavenly mocha clouds passing beneath these fingertips.
Your smile ignites a fire, burning deep within, and warms my soul.
These days spent without you are unbearable.
I need to see you once more, to tell you I'm sorry for the things I said.
I would sell my soul to do just that.
You were more than just my friend, you were my angel.