[title to come later]

Sometimes I wake up

In the middle of the night

With you on my mind

And remnants of the memory that was

Cross my mind as something that could have been

Us sharing something so deep

That it’d be impossible to let go

All the cliché things that people do in a relationships

Acceptable forms of PDA…holding hands

Kissing under the moonlight

Holding me so tight that we become one

But as I envisioned us going deeper

You didn’t care to go deep enough

Only penetrating the surface

You couldn’t go deep enough

To touch my soul

You seeped into my skin

Left your mark on my memory

But left my soul untouched

So do I curse you or thank you?

Because the truth of the matter is

While you’ve effected me

You don’t affect me

Memories come a dime a dozen

But forever only comes once

So the memories transform into lessons

And the lessons shall lead into something so deep

That my soul is penetrated every time he touches me

My thoughts, his touch, and our emotion become one

[i'll finish it soon]