Her burst lips rounded in red lipstick
as she licks them he dares his eyes at her
his eyes focused on her lips he winks
she turns around
she catches his stare but they don't crumble
she swings her hair and glides across the hall. she passes him by but left with the sense of Macy's perfume.

They are gone but still here.
They are gone I feel their presence.
They have left but still stuck in me.
You have left me on this world with pain and guilt but your presence is still haunting me.
Afraid of the dark afraid of being alone I am lost.

At the end of my day
as I drift off to sleep
an image of you
in my head starts to creep of a smile at a fair
sunset near a shore
a kiss in the dark as my lips beg for more
of days that go past where I can't touch your hand
of those moments so dull
ones I can't stand
when I am not near enough just to see how you look
through my eyes where I want you to be
for if I had my way at least once every day  I could kiss you
and touch you and hold you and say
" How hard it must be for the stars in the sky to gaze down on earth
how it must make them sigh to see you down there so far away
They know just how I feel at the end of the day." Sweet dreams