Jan 2022
i knew deep down that the person in the picture wasn't really you
but in my fantasy you were everything i had ever wanted
but oh how i miss being held in your arms
in distressful times such as these, i find myself wanting to run to you
to feel your embrace
to feel your presence
to have the warmth of your cheeks pressed against my mine
when you ran your hand through my hair, reassuring me
that everything would be okay in the end
but it wasn't.
i quickly remind myself who you really were in the end
the disappointment still consumes me
but in my fantasy you were everything i had ever wanted
but oh how i miss being held in your arms
in distressful times such as these, i find myself wanting to run to you
to feel your embrace
to feel your presence
to have the warmth of your cheeks pressed against my mine
when you ran your hand through my hair, reassuring me
that everything would be okay in the end
but it wasn't.
i quickly remind myself who you really were in the end
the disappointment still consumes me
do you still think about me? does your heart still ask about me the way mine asks about you? i wonder if any of our moments together ever cross your mind. or if you even cared to lose me. maybe you moved on, maybe you're with someone else by now. who knows.
