Maybe I'm amazed by the way you said my name
like it was the sweetest sound you had ever heard
and you took eternal pleasure in the way
it rolled off your tongue.

Maybe I'm amazed by the way your lips, so red from
the way my lipstick stained them, never strayed
far from me- whether they were whispering in my ear
or kissing my scars.

Maybe I'm amazed by the way your fingers caressed the piano keys
as softly as they caressed my skin
or the way I can still feel them on me even though
I haven't felt you in longer than I can remember.

Maybe I'm amazed by the way you left,
by how sudden and unexpected it was.
By how you told me you never would, but
never looked back- not even once.

Maybe I'm not so amazed, maybe I'm just
really hurt because you were amazing in
all senses of the word and I'm just a girl
wishing I was a bird so I could fly
to where you are and feel your lips
on mine one last time.