That first day,
Your face, your name;
They haunted my head in sleep,
And followed me everywhere
That tattoo on your ankle,
Scar on your hand,
Eyes like water,
Muscles like hills,
Engulfed me in your flames
Wrapped up in your breath,
Stinging from tequila,
Eyes red from the ****,
Lips swollen from the kiss,
Silver jewelry left on your floors,
And your scent is still in my hair
Drowning in your perfume,
Because it’s the only high I want;
The only high I wanted was your touch,
So I died in it,
And I laid in your bed without you,
Cried in an elevator leaving you,
Sobbed at a red light,
Sat in your hospital bed and watched you swoon
Held your hand and picked out flowers
And I’d do it all over again
I would do it all again
