Slipped Away.

Slipped Away.
By Sara Mortensen.

Do you remember when we were standing in the rain?
You were holding my hand in your, and looking me deep in the eyes.
I’d thought my heart should break, so much love.
I couldn’t say anything, but those words you said were enough.
Three small words.
These words that mean so much, but at same time nothing.
That moment were perfect.
In my mind I was screaming:
Please don’t go away!
I can still feel it, you’re hands in mine, and the rain on my skin.
You whispered so silent.
I love you!
And there in the rain, that day.
Who should knew that you would slip away there in the rain?
You said you’d die for me, and you did.
I love you, was your last words to me.
When I dream, I dream about you.
In the beginning everything is alright.
Then you whisper three words.
And I scream, but nothing happen.
And then I wake up screaming your name, with tears rolling down my cheeks.
And then..
Then I ask myself why?
Why did you die, when I still are alive?
Why can I still feel the sun on my skin, when you’re buried in the ground?
I miss you.
That’s why I’m writing these words.
So you can understand what you mean to me.
Feeling you will never see, deep inside of me.
Even when you’re gone I love you.
I’m waiting for an angel.
My life is dedicated to you, and I’ll wait for you the rest of it!