I always crave more
From him.

I remember him loving on me.
I remember being touched.
I remember looking into his eyes .
I remember feeling like I was enough.

One sunny day
You took me in your arms
And whisked me away
To places where I want to be

Alas, despite our adventures
I can never truly know where I've been --
I was but a careless tourist.

It's empty on the other side
There was you
then there was nothing..

Fictional nostalgia
Hearts that beat slower

Calm the swelling tide
I still look at you
Like you're everything

Nostalgia is okay
To get lost in yesterday
Not wallowing in regret
But swimming in
The remembering
Those people and things
We loved
Even when they are lost to us