I like your scent more than the smell of
fresh paint and tea
and that says something.

Fingertips to hips
and if I ever forget that feeling
I'll never forgive myself.

I can’t look at the night sky anymore
because all I see in those constellations
is your breath mingling with mine.

Now there are scars on my heart
and all together
they spell your name.

What happened to love we had?
Forever and always, remember?
Though the thick and the thin–
Through the ups and the downs–
That was your promise to me.
The one you said you'd never break.
Do you remember?

The moments that we shared–
All were so precious to me.
To you did they mean anything?
Did you ever care at all?
The memories that we made–
They seem so fragile now.
But honestly...
Do you remember me?