The sun has set
You left my apartment
But you never left my mind.
Your golden hair and sweet bright smile,
The sound of your laugh resonating in my head,
You always turn my heart soft,
Oh, you do not need me, love.
You said that we were fine,
But you feel it too.
You feel it in your bones whenever we touch,
The memory of our lips crashing against one another.
The memory of my skin grazing yours,
Soft and warm.
Soft and warm, like the feeling of your arms around my waist.
