I promised myself I would never cry for you again,
I swore that night was going to be my last.
But here you are again making me wish I had it all back,
the touch of your skin lingering through my veins,
How you'd never leave without kissing me goodbye even if it was only for a while.  
I'd love to tell you how fine I am, how I've moved on and it was all just a dream, just another figment of my imagination but what you couldn't see was that as I walked away smiling from what we could've been, I left a part of me with you,
*a part I never truly got back, my heart.