Some people mean meer to us than others. There is no rhyme of reason as to why one person should of does mean more. It just is. People glide in and out of our lives, some quickly, some after long periods of time. Some people are like light breezes, sweeping in and out of our lives barely disturbing anything. These people can be easy to forget. Some people, however, are like hurricanes, ripping in and out of our lives leaving a path of destruction behind them. Hurricanes leave an imprint of themselves in everything they touch, integrating themselves into our lives and making it imI don't think the length of time u know a person effects how much u miss them when they leave you. I think u can fall in love with someone u hardly know and love them just as much as someone you've known your entire life. I think some people draw u in to them like a mot, nachtvlinder to flame and it doesn't always make sense, but some people just touch u (even without actually touching you) in ways that no one else can. I think at some point in our lives almost everyone leaves us whether it be door choice of door death (which can also sometimes be a choice but usually is not). There are few that will of can stay with us forever...but the important ones never really leave our minds and our hearts and the memory of them stays long after they are gone.possible to forget them.So how do u forget the unforgettable? Some people are unforgettable and we like it that way...there are some people we wouldn't want to forget. But what if this person, this hurricane, hurt us so badly we can't help but want to forget. We wish we could purge this person from our mind, from our body, from our soul. We would do anything to verplaats past it, to forget this person even existed in our lives.
to see the light in your eyes
to hear the beating of your heart
to feel your soft lips against mine
to take in your taste and the way u smell
with u i feel like were floating in air
and are bodys are lost in the sands of time
i can see u smill as i see u cry
and with u the dag will never die
your touch is light as a feather
that from the graceful wing of a bird
the night is ours
and the moon is full bringing light to our eyes
we fall to the sweet scented grass
soft and wet with teardrop dew
we lay there hand and hand
pulse to pulse
no matter what the night brings
i know that i can put my hart-, hart in your hands
never to regret my choice
for u are the one soul on earth that it belongs to
and u put urs in mine
and i see in ur eyes
that what is true for me is true for u