And your voice
It still gives me chills.
Thinking about the last we spoke.
If you still hold even an once of the love you had for me.
The precise moment I silenced my words.
Wanting to know but not wanting to refer to the beautiful moments we shared as a memory.
Becoming more distant.
Even as I stand in front of you.
I still care, no matter how far we stand.
Even now.
The same gleam in your eye that I could call mine.
I admit that I've tried.
Gathering the words as you put one foot in front of the other.
Even if that ounce still exists,
I'd very much like to know
That you still care
As the love I have for you is still very much alive.
Taking one step out of my life.
One moment at a time,
Do you