Emma Hill


Can't live without you


This poem is dedicated to my true love always and forever.
You no who you are.

I watch your face fade as you walk away
I cant breath
There is no air
Being without you is like the sky without the moon

I feel empty without you
My warm heart turns ice cold
The joy on my face dissapears
It turns from happiness to sadness

You come back
Your faded face becomes clearer
I can breath fresh air
I can see the sun and the moon

I am no longer empty inside
My icy heart warms up
I am happy, and this makes me realize
I can't live without you

Submitted: Sunday, March 09, 2008
Edited: Sunday, March 09, 2008
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