I absorb your moist kisses;
the sweetest ever
known to me.
Just one more kiss
before we pledge
our good-byes.

Your rough hand
runs smoothly through 
my hair.
Your presence
is what my body requires.
Just to be....
Just to be....
Surviving.

I love your deep 
brown eyes, gazing
into mine as if
I was all you 
ever needed or hoped for.
So why am I left in the dust
as your eyes start to wander?
(as they often tend to do)
Why am I standing here
in this cold shadow
of memories
expecting you
to return to me?
The one you never
really loved
but only wished 
you could.