Just like the moon, the night is gloomy without you, and the sun rises only when you smile.
If words could hold so much meaning then you are every word I will speak.

Everything changes with time but a few things are unchangeable and that's the way I feel and the beauty you've filled my world with.

I love stories but I have lived a story I would wish to tell and we will certainly tell of this story we've lived.
© Nicholas B. Erick