at times I reminisce
I think of our first kiss
I wake from dreams
and remember your tinder, quivering lips
I can still picture your smile
the way your cheeks would recoil from your chain
as if they were trying to cover your eye lids
I get lost in the moment
when the sun would shimmer of your face
in first morning light
no make up
hair all mess
hiding under the covers from the day
and how pitiful an innocent your voice crept out
you'd say "morning babe"
id have a cup coffee for you
your face alone
said it was the greatest jester know to man
I miss holding your hand in public
I miss how much you would blush
when I kissed you in front of your friends
most of all I miss the fact you were my best friend
but every good thing comes to an end
what could of been
should of been
never was
never will be
and it breaks my heart to know your happy with him
Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 1:10 AM UTC
at times I reminisce
I think of our first kiss
I wake from dreams
and remember your tinder, quivering lips
I can still picture your smile
the way your cheeks would recoil from your chain
as if they were trying to cover your eye lids
I get lost in the moment
when the sun would shimmer of your face
in first morning light
no make up
hair all mess
hiding under the covers from the day
and how pitiful an innocent your voice crept out
you'd say "morning babe"
id have a cup coffee for you
your face alone
said it was the greatest jester know to man
I miss holding your hand in public
I miss how much you would blush
when I kissed you in front of your friends
most of all I miss the fact you were my best friend
but every good thing comes to an end
what could of been
should of been
never was
never will be
and it breaks my heart to know your happy with him
