

I almost held you.
I almost touched you.
I think I felt you.
But I know I love you.
The night I saw you, I remember what it was like
To kiss you.
Almost.
O to kiss you.
Then I woke up, and saw I was with out you.
O but how I miss you.
I almost touched you.
I think I felt you.
But I know I love you.
The night I saw you, I remember what it was like
To kiss you.
Almost.
O to kiss you.
Then I woke up, and saw I was with out you.
O but how I miss you.
By. Linda Ros Gretarsdottir