Your Little
Hi, I'm afraid I may not see you again, Nor feel your love, Nor hear your stories about how beautiful I am. I may not see your cheer and laughter again, Or feel that gorgeous face with the palm of my hands, Or look into your sparkly eyes. But know for a fact that you will forever be in my heart. And when I'm lonely, I'll remember when we cuddled and kissed. When I'm sad, I'll recall the sweet words that stopped my tears from falling. When I'm alone, I'll think of your jokes and laugh out loud like you are right by my side. I'll remember your silent tears when I'm in pain. When I need love, I'll remember your lips, your eyes, your smile, your dimples, and your touch. I'll cherish your essence and so much more. I don't know if you feel the same, But I still love you with all I have And all I am. Your little, Alexis
Allwell
Founder, poet, and curator of Allwell Writes.
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