Dec 20, 2004 00:21
Is it wrong to miss you when I don’t even have you?
I’ve never kissed you, but I can still imagine the taste
Of your lips upon mine, salty yet sweet,
Chapped, and yet so soft…
I’ve never held you, but I can still imagine the feel
Of being wrapped up in you, warm and safe
Your stubble against my cheek.
I’ve never been yours, but I can still imagine the thought
Of evenings snuggled on the couch, afternoons running through the park,
Mornings of talk over coffee and toast.
Maybe I’m just a silly romantic.
Maybe it wouldn’t work out.
But maybe I’d still like to try…
Oh how F***ing appropriate that is even though people really don't understand it...