Missing

We always treasure all those beautiful and perfect moments in our hearts, but those are always the ones that destroy us, those are the ones that hurt the most.

II

I still feel those small cramps through my body every time I hear your voice

each of them more intense, more painful and more real than the last one

I still remember your laugh and the enormous torture of not being able to fill your gazes.

I remember your face and its more grotesque expressions

I remember the sound of your steps and every one of your moves.

I remember everything I shouldn't

I remember what destroys me and leaves me behind

I remember the smell of you hair and all you smiles

I remmeber all those insanely perfect moments.

- A

Author's Note

Reviews

[Sara Rincon]

I like how open and honest this is. Not soo much of an attempt to pacify the feeling or to hide it in romanticism, but still really eloquent. Good job!!