I had a playlist of his name. Of songs he would send me now and then. Now every song I hear is a ghost of him. A reminder that he is here. But he is not.
There are dreams in my eyes that hold you. Even with the moon and the stars, I would still look at you. On the hard days, I hope you remember what you mean to me. You are magic the world failed to see. You are my dream come true.
You saved me. When I thought there was no love for me, you gave me the love of my dreams. Even if it was for a short span of time. you are a miracle I will forever remember.
