I felt as though I had been ripped into a thousand peices. Everyone of them at different parts of the earth, and onley she could put me back together.
My world had fallen apart. I could imagine her sweet breath, her eyes; chocolate, my holy sin. Her pale body, twisting as she slept. Oh, how I longed to touch her sweet face, kiss her crimson lips, and stroke her silky hair.
I imagened her with a sob. Her lovely taste of fressia. I could onley imagine.
The truely sad part was, I couldn't sleep. I couldn't dream about her. I could not fall into a slumper to escape the vile pain that filled every vein in my body. I missed the steady beat of her melodic heart, the most beautiful peice of music I could have ever heard.
My eyes ached with the need of tears.