Friday, April 20, 2012

Goodbye

I held your hand, looking into
your soul.
Tears welled up in
my eyes.

Our hands were clasped together,
holding on to
precious things,
my grip stronger,
yours more determined.

I bent close to your face,
my cheek against yours,
your lips to my ear.
You whispered,

I love you.

And then you were gone.
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