I forgive you, not to erase the pain,
But to free my soul from its chains.
Pain is permanent,
Pleasure is temporary.
How can you miss
Someone's lips
You've only kissed a few times?
How can you miss
Someone's lips
That never let escape
How they truly felt about you?
But I do...
I miss your smile,
As bright as it shined.
I miss your thoughts,
Especially the ones unspoken,
That left the room as crowded
As your mind,
In a room full of people.
Yet our communication could be done
With just our eyes.
I miss you.
And how...
I could never guess
If it was a lie
Or the truth.
Your actions never matched your words,
But your body,
When close to mine,
Always told me exactly how you felt.
The unspoken communication we had—
Exhilarating.
A love like ours, indescribable.
Despair lingers in the shadows,
Distrust weaves its silent threads.
Temptation whispers sweet nothings,
While lust ignites in tangled beds.
How do I fight this pleasure
And give into the pain?
We were oil and vinegar,
Yet somehow,
We paired so well.
In the dance of love and longing,
We found both heaven and hell.
