Miss the kisses,
Miss the taste,
Miss the warmth of your face.
Miss the arms, that held me close,
All these things I miss the most.
Your always far, I’m never near
And that’s the part I’ve grown to fear
For I dreamed a dream one night
Like a vision or second sight
I got scared you couldn’t cope
With each notch of this roughened rope.
And in your eyes I saw the dread
Expressing words you’d never said.
I start to panic, I start to sweat,
Flickered memories of when we met
And our time drew to an end
Leaving too many cracks for me to mend
For you see I long those eyes
That smile
The way you laughed
My wish to bottle every gaze hasn’t yet pasted
I prayed it wasn’t fate
That for us it could never be too late
And once again I was wrong
It's been the same all along.














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