I will love a thousand times before I am scattered to the wind like dead leaves- once beautiful, infinitely temporary.
Drifting through the wind, fragments and wisps of my heart- forever lost in translation
I loved a thousand times, before I ever laid foolish, innocent eyes on your shattered soul.
With childlike wonder, I once bestowed a kiss upon every stranger- soft wildflowers carelessly picked and dispersed into the universe
But I will never love another soul as I loved you.
As though their voice alone awoke all the angels in heaven, just to sing me to sleep
As though the shards of glass within their eyes created rainbows and prisms of light that put the stars to shame
As though their laugh could provide and place all of the joy I would ever, could ever, dream of holding in my outstretched hands
I will love a thousand times after I have stopped loving you. But I will never again love a soul with my very bones.