Loved, Loved Again

memory is calling living has turned to haunting dreams they seem to call out whispering her name an invitation to be loved again in the midst of all the dreams that can't come true as her last breath brushed upon my face her last touch weaken on my arm despair and depression have made me promises they will keep unlike the ones I can't make to her her last words still ring I love you my love forever in the moment of death I caught her last look I saw myself in those eyes I saw love and a future that wouldn't be one careless moment and the brilliant color of love becomes black lonely prevails it wins leaving just a longing to be loved again by her