Broken Hearts

You Are A Memory

Whenever you call me babe
My blood sings in my veins
I disliked these pet names
But you make it feel different
The way you touch my skin
And my body responds so fast
Goosebumps show in my skin and I grow hot in seconds
Your touch feels foreign and nostalgic
Because you are not mine anymore
You are just but a memory...
To be continued