I'll Be Thinking Of You
I miss the taste of your lips on these freezing cold days;
I miss your breath on my neck and your longing gaze;
And I miss your warm embrace that I can’t explain.
Maybe if I hadn’t been so hesitant,
So slow to jump in,
You would still be here.
But I took my time,
And you did not have time to give.
You wanted me then,
Like I want you now.
It’s like we’re playing a game
That neither of us will ever win.
These nights without you couldn’t be lonelier,
The mornings that follow them are even worse.
I used to fall asleep with my head on your chest,
Only to wake up to you tickling me to death.
Now all I have is my blanket,
And an empty half of a bed.
My heart was fragile,
Yours was untouchable.
I only wish you would have let me in.
I thought it was mind over matter.
But really, to you,
It was only my body that mattered.
These memories I hold so dear,
That I have created with you over these past few years,
I hope you will remember,
When it’s all over
And think back to October.
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