[ WP ] Write the letter that you always wanted to , but never did .

Dear Madison, 
 
 The hardest part the day, is when i close my eyes only seeing us. 
 I see everything from your blue eyes to your fair Italian skin, your wavy beechnut hair. Your voice fills my head and i loose contact of reality of how things really are. 
 I run with you in fields, dance under star light, dream only what could be made of dreams. 
 When i wake up. I cry my eyes out, ball like a man who just lost his wife. 
 I cry because as close as we got as close as we were, how 
 I use to see you, how i held you, you held me tighter and we kissed as the snow fell as the seasons blossomed and bloomed. We simply were just a match my air to your fire. 
 
 Your fire burnt my air and decided it wanted to burn someone else, i wish you had only saw everything the way my eyes could see. 
 
 Love the boy who gave you his Air.
