I still think of you
when the world slows down
maybe unconciously
maybe purposely
for I don’t want to forget.
I still feel you
inbetween heart beats
maybe unconciously
maybe purposely
for I don’t want to let you go.
I still hear you
when I turn inside
maybe unconciously
maybe purposely
for your voice shall not cease.
I still need you
always
conciously
and for a purpose.
And I send a message via angels.
