She thinks of his blue eyes...

She doesn’t regret letting him go anymore

It is enough now just to have the beautiful memories

She thinks of his warm mouth...

She doesn’t ache for his kiss anymore

It is enough now that she once made him smile

She thinks of his sweet voice...

She doesn’t curse his ‘goodbye’ anymore

It is enough now to have been blessed with his ‘I love you’

She thinks of his kind hands...

She doesn’t wish he was there to take the knife away

It is enough now to die loving him