I imagine her kiss to taste
like sunflowers and her lips
to be as soft as rose petals.

When I held her hand
I almost stopped breathing,
but it was so worth it.

Her hugs were my favourite
and her arms felt like home.

Whenever I made her laugh
I felt as if I was on top
of the world.

Galaxies lit up
in her eyes whenever
she glanced my way and
when she smiled they
looked like small
crescent moons.

- She was a rose without thorns