If I Had You!

I felt your skin, your breath and your sensation to my body when I dreamt about you last night. The flower pot you kept beside my table is still have your name carved upon. When I see that and the dried leaves lying in the pot, I remember the moment we brought it and how we kept each and every flowers of rose to that flower pot and how I carved your name on that with that knife which forced you to slice your wrist later on.

Why I am still not over you? I asked myself and the answer I got is I never did. I still let you breath within me. I still let you kiss me in my dreams. The reason is because I never want to let you go. I am living the life every single day but if I had you I would have become even better.