I was willing to give every part of my being. My eyes for you to look into and know that you could've been my angel. My arms so you could feel safe for all eternity. My heart so you could understand that I would pull the stars from the heavens and the sunset from dusk to see one smile from your soft lips. I was prepared to give you the most important piece of what makes humanity worth living through any trial or tribulation... my soul. So that we might have lived every sweet moment of our existence as one with nothing but our hearts to follow and to know what happiness truly was.
I can not offer such precious things any longer for they have faded away like the sunrise stealing away the last breaths of twilight. I no longer have them to give. I feel as though I am a wilting rose that yearns for the heavens to cry as I am alone in the vast expanse of an endless desert. I have found that those tears will not be shed for me. I cannot say what the future holds nor do I want to know. I do know that the moon will still call to her children in the eve and that the dew will still lightly kiss the petals of every flower in the early morn. So when you see the moonlit night or smell the morning mists, know that you were my friend, my lover, my soul mate and you alone can change tomorrow.
