Everyday with a new one but there is only one in my mind. I think about you all the time. I think about you a lot. I just want to feel your touch again. But you're gone now...
I don't know where you're hiding. It feels like you ran away from me, far far away. I'm still thinking about you...a lot. Why don't you care about me the way I do?
I just want to feel your presence. I just want to feel your hands on my skin, caressing my back like that one time. I presume you enjoyed that little moment too, but you forgot about it by now, I know. I, maybe, am a terrible focalizer, but that's how I see it. I hope it's not true...
















