Somewhere I heard
The person who is your first thought on waking has your heart
Baby whoever said it was not wrong
Before my waking mind begins to unfog your name is at the forefront, your face is on the surface
Your scent, the feel of your touch is all there is
Memories of you, moments filled with you
You wholly own me
&
You have wholly forgotten me
Gods, all I pray for is to one day forget you.