Brush stoke

I miss you hand stroking your face
Your palms embrace my hand
Your fingers caress my skin
I wish you could lay here with me
And promise me you will never let me go
I wish I could see you face smile
Maybe then mine would come back
I hold on to our memories but
They slowly start to slip away from my grasp
I wonder if it will always
Hurt this much when I think of you
I hear something crack and begin to break
My soul slips away
Realizing my heart is breaking
All because I failed to tell you
I failed to say I love you