No cure

.

Seeing his silhouette

Sleeping, quietly, in our bed

But even here, meters away

Standing alone, I can feel his warmth.

.

He told me not to forget

to return to him, later

The trees around swing lightly

With the wind, as my mind does

To the sound of his voice.

.

As I close my eyes

I start falling

I feel the wind fumbling with my hair

Softly touching my cheeks

Promising me complete bliss

If I let myself be carried away.

.

But then again

My feet touch the ground

Strangely, I feel myself

Being pulled towards him.

.

My body goes first, without hesitation

Right into his arms, to be hold.

My mind is torn, but gives in

Only a second later.

At that point, there is no cure

For my already lost heart.

.

.

Pinchen

A/N: I am sooo freaking happy atm. It's unbelievable. Hug the world and leave enough love for ten thousand centuries.