I loved this girl very much, my sweetest dream come true, she was.
I wished she could be with me all day long to hug her dearly.
She was my brightest shining star, the charming fresh morning spring breath. I needed her next to me every moment to be alive.
When I hugged her my heart was singing. Kissing her was beyond describing. Holding her close was such a desire that angels sang full of joy, above us.
When I needed her I would pick up a red rose; her favorite flower of all. Touching it I would feel her holding my shoulder. Then the desire to embrace her would be so powerful that I turn to hold her in my arms.
I hold her tied but she is gone. What I hold is nothing.
But she was here. She even whispered in my ear: “i love you! ”
I couldn’t even say, back: ”i love you, too! ”
By Ann Evelyn Hansen