when i think of you
all the memories come back
it makes me smile
i want you to hold my hand again
i want your lips upon mine
i want you to hold me tight one more time
but i know
it wont be real...
not anymore...
when i think of that night...
seeing his face..
as his oxygent came back to him...
breath can be seen...
and the sight of you...
can not at all...
in a state of shock...
i was left alone...
wait...
look back to this...
think about it...
do i really want this?
do i want you back?
or is it just remorse?
is it lust?
or is it nothing?
because you werent there...
i want to make myself
believe i don't
need you anymore...