I kept the stubs from the movie of our first date,
And a vial of the sand we once walked on.
Snippets of words you've said to me
Commited to my memory.
I've seen so many face,
None of them feel like you,
None of them feel like your soul,
None of them feel like home.
I watch you
Day after day,
Standing in the doorway,
Waiting for you heart
With both feet at the entrance,
And my heart on my sleeve.
I remember what it feels like to hold you.
I could never forget that.
I could never forget you.
And in the doorway,
I realise,
That it was you,
Its always been,
YOU.
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC
I kept the stubs from the movie of our first date,
And a vial of the sand we once walked on.
Snippets of words you've said to me
Commited to my memory.
I've seen so many face,
None of them feel like you,
None of them feel like your soul,
None of them feel like home.
I watch you
Day after day,
Standing in the doorway,
Waiting for you heart
With both feet at the entrance,
And my heart on my sleeve.
I remember what it feels like to hold you.
I could never forget that.
I could never forget you.
And in the doorway,
I realise,
That it was you,
Its always been,
YOU.
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