Absence
gazing through the dust of the morning beam of light,
teary eyed and has the sense of fright.
Thinking of a girl in a morning glory eyed,
watching my phone as it slowly says to me that i died.
Her absence in my time, is madness in my time.
Her sweet presence, is the most precious essence.
That sweet girl whom ive known for so long, she's what ive wanted all along.
Her name is Emilie and God knows how much i want her to be..
my love, my treasure and the only one who completes me.
