Recollection

Little words

They cross my mind

And here I am

Brought back in time

These longing strings

These growing things

They get the very best of me

I wish

I wish

To rid of this

This feeling

This constant daily dreaming

That you were here

That you were near

That I were she instead of me

The one you’re holding late at night

The one with all the passion

The one with all your love

The one who has you now

The one who didn’t go and fuck it up

The one who wallows in your touch

Your sweet nothings

They fill her ears

But to me

Are nothing more than distant murmurs

Your smile like a star in her eyes

But haunts my mind

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