I miss the warmth of your embrace
And how it feels to touch your face
The subtle movement of your hips
The overbearing sweetness of your lips
The comforting sound of your heart
Your slender figure in the dark
The nights where we could speak our minds
When our bodies were not parallel lines
I miss playing with your hair
Or simply breathing the same air
Pulling your cheeks into a smile
Holding hands and walking through fire
I miss the clear sound of your voice
But I didn't really have a choice
If I could go back to all the things we had
Now that things turned out just so bad
If I look back
I'm not on track
And somehow I see
The worst of you in me
With every tear I've shed
And every unrequited plea
I was something I resent
But ever so slowly I will live and repent
For so being such a useless friend
I'll be around but not too close
