Tonight my mind is my worst enemy.
I think about every single memory.
I think of our first kiss against that wall,
And quickly tears begin to fall.
I think of our moment against that tree,
And I miss how things used to be. . .
I inhale a breathe of smoke,
While I think of every word we ever spoke.
Soon after I exhale,
And smile at the thought of that mustard seed necklace in the mail.
I think about everything I've done wrong,
As I listen to a sad Kenny Chesney song.
I hold cold mental against my skin,
Wondering about what never will, but should have been.
The pain tingles up my spine.
I wish I could still call you mine.
I know a lot of time has gone by,
But nonetheless I still cry.
I miss the warmth of your embrace,
And the side path where we parked your van in place.
I'm tired and lost,
And I let you go at too large of a cost.
You're the man the next will never be.
I wish you would say you still love me.