I hope you can still taste me on your lips and feel me on your fingertips,
Forgive me for not seeing how you could fall out of love quicker than a coin flips,
For me it was as real as feeling your hand against my face,
But I guess within your arms was simply not my place,
We knowingly had but numbered set of days,
To set our emotions on fire before going our separate ways,
And now that I know how it feels to everyday miss you,
I hope you also wish you had not bid adieu.