I need your hug
I need your smell
I need the things
that I think you do well
hands on my feet
hands on my hips
kisses on my shoulder
kisses on my lips
I haven't even seen
you and the things that
got between
[you and I]
are backwards and
forwards
confusing, no lie.
but we just couldn't go
back even
if we tried.
so to save some time
and make the pain go by fast
I'm going to destroy
my values with rhyme
and just try
and bury my memories
of our past.