I remember her smile most of all.
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I can still smell her perfume and hear her voice.
I loved and lost her in the same breath.
I cannot and will not live in this cruel world without her.
I miss her like a child that is lost and cannot find his mother in a place unfamiliar to him.
If anyone should pass her in the street can you do me a favor?
Tell her that I love her and I will wait for her until my last days.
Sometimes my heart hurts and I yearn to hear the words come from your lips, the only words that will make everything alright. I Love You.
But I understand that I will never hear these words from her lips again.
But still I can't stop thinking about her wondering is she thinking about me.
And the fact that I know that she isn't makes me want her even more.
So this is my story and here I will stay until I am found, Lost.
IN THE END THE LAS WILL BE FIRST.