Thoughts of you
I woke up this morning with no inention of thinking of you, none what so ever. My day pretty much started out the same, the same ol usual wake up and brush my teeth. I was heading out the door when I saw it, the ring you gave to me. It was just sitting there, I had forgotton about it. I picked it up in awe contaplating weather or not to put it on. I decided that i would put it on...images of you came flooding back to me. The first time I met you, and the last day we talked. The first time we kissed, our lips met slowyly and tet hesitantly. I rember how suddenly my stomach felt empty and how my heart skipped a few beats, like it had grown wings and could fly. It felt good. I rember your tounge in my mouth, oooo it taked good, and i wanted more. I wanted you and all of you, and later i got it. God I miss you so much, I missed how you used to play the piano for me. The way you rehearse your music. It just flows throughout you. Your hands, your body, your instrument, seny out into the air leaving a mark on anything listening. You left a mark on me, I was always listening.
Then in the last moment i sat thinking about the last time i saw you. You stood there, the essence of everything I want to know. YOu left me with a present..a suviner of your trip to the zoo. I thought that i would see you again, but i never did. Infact i hardly ever heard from you again. I just need closour.
Then suddenly i realized i couldent make it through the day. I just spent the rest of the day envolped in thoughts of you.
Then in the last moment i sat thinking about the last time i saw you. You stood there, the essence of everything I want to know. YOu left me with a present..a suviner of your trip to the zoo. I thought that i would see you again, but i never did. Infact i hardly ever heard from you again. I just need closour.
Then suddenly i realized i couldent make it through the day. I just spent the rest of the day envolped in thoughts of you.