Life is short.
I f you feel you are forgetting me... if no longer my eyes haunt your dreams, if you no longer hear coming from the trees the wind that caressing them my name screams and when you lay by the sea shore you no longer feel that the warm water kissing your skin is just me and my lips... tell me so, let me know, for even though I still carry you in my heart you deserve to have beautiful eyes haunting your nights, and breezes whispering in your ears sweet names that fill your eyes with light... and... Sign in to see full entry.