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
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