Cherry Chapstick on chattering lips,
That feel the chill of loneliness,
A thin layer left by the lips of another,
I can still feel her kissing me.


I can still feel her laying on me,
Breathing softly on my skin as she caressed me with her fingers,
Falling asleep as I caressed her,
I could feel our hearts beat as one.


The feeling of being with her,
The feeling of being with you,
Chiseled into my memory,
I see your face before me,
As I once did.


A night without sleep,
Not spent thinking of you,
But being with you,
So beautiful are your eyes.


Forever lost within their silent gaze,
Unable to be seen in the dark,
But surely felt,
Never forgotten.


Laying in the darkness,
Immersed in your voice,
You were the entirety of my being,
You had full control of the beating of my heart.


How swiftly did you fill my heart with love,
After a life of pain and emptiness,
Promptly did you break it,
Your honesty stings.


If I had only known that how close we would become would push us away,
Unable to see you, feel you, as so briefly I did,
I would have never dared set my eye upon you,
As you dared me to do.


I close my eyes and I am with you,
I feel your lips on mine,
And it makes opening my eyes to the reality of you not being there all the more painful.


Now I wait in pitiful hope,
That what you said was not true,
That your feelings will change,
And again I shall be with you.