I can't stop loving you
I've tried
You made me a postscript
Some of me died
I can't stop thinking about your hand on my face
I can't stop the fear of never seeing you again
Whispered your name into the night
Like a place I've always been
I should've kissed you
Back when you turned seventeen
Got drunk and held you
No matter what it seemed
Thought I was protecting you
From my life and ill ease
Thought somehow
You I could someday please
You made me your postscript
On a story I loved to read
I remembered how much I love you
And how it's you I need
