05/17/2024
I keep you close by.
I want you in my sights.
Missing who I wish you were.
Ego forever hurt and bruised.
Telling myself timing is at fault.
But it’s the tiny special moments I miss the most.
The times you held my hand.
The time we sat in the sand.
It’s you that I always come back to, all the arguments and being mad.
Because all of it disappears the moment you touch me again.
Because we never got it right.
I’ll always want one more night. ⏳