Forever

You.

Do you remember those nights when we used to feel young and free?
Well I do.
It was last night
Last night I told you to hold my hand and never let go,
Last night I kissed you goodbye but begged you'd reach for me, tell me to stay.
It wasn't long ago but for me,
It feels like years.
Years without hearing your voice,
Years without smelling that cologne that colours my heart beige and makes me feel at home,
It feels like years.
But I'll see you tomorrow.
Tomorrow I'll hold you so tightly gravity will pull you through my body and hurdle you towards the earth,
Tomorrow I'll search through space for the perfect star only to find it shimmering in your eyes,
But tomorrow I won't be free.
Freedom is the feeling of knowing I will be with you forever,
But forever is yet a mere second and it's a second too precious to let go.
But I let it go, because I don't want just forever.
I want you.