and I was in in love with a woman. Not any woman though, she was special to me. My heart ached for her touch and my lips could feel her touch though she wasn’t there.

She was my angel and I loved her.

But she was taken away from me and I never forgave him.

I never forgave myself.

For I wanted her touch, her smell, her pure love.

But she is gone and will never be here again.

There are days where I can feel her touch in a dream, I can see everything but her face.

I can’t see her face anymore in my dreams, that must be sad for I once had her name burned into my heart and her face burned into my soul.

But isn’t that how healing occurs. Your heart and soul heals differently.

I can hear her voice, I can feel her touch.

But like many ways, I can’t see her face.