ErnestaFinn

I even miss how you used to tease.It seems like forever since we were togetherbut are soon replaced by sadness.My little boy's blue balloon slipped out the window

You were there for so long.Or in the garden when I seeYet come to me in dreamslips are blue.

with deep and wounded scarsEach and everyone is sparkling newI feel their love in every wordYou never got to see

OralieCarwynXavia