And
probably wish that you were here
So I could
tell you how I feel
Because
life has just made me kneel
Oh how I loved
my cheek against your lips
And those
hour long city-wide trips
Your touch
never lost its shine
Back when life
and fate were doing fine
Maybe you
were the cage
Keeping the
door to my fears close
I guess I’m
still too young in age
To do all of
it alone, I suppose
Oh how I
wish my ears would be blessed
Listening
to the heartbeats in your chest
Today, that
life has turned upside down
I wish I
could still have you around
Have to
live without my soul, I don’t know how
If you were
here, I could really use a hug right now
Maybe ours
was the story He wrote on sand
And the
tide comes and washes it away
Where
unaware spectators just walk hand-in-hand
And believe
that things would be okay.
About love
and emotions they talk much
But they
don’t tell you a lot about physical touch
Because my
heart will carry a piece of you indeed
But who
would I go to when I’m in need
When I’m
scared or excited, whose arms would I hold
Looking
back at today, this is the story untold
Life will soon
go on, it has its own ways,
But all the
days that follow, would be unremarkable days
Be it your
room or your car, or our spot near the lake
When I
remember you, I’ll have that heavy heartache
He who
writes our tales should give us more time
Ending
stories so abruptly must be a crime
You would
want me to go with my life holding my hand
But where
once you stood, how could it stand
I won’t
hold you up, I hope you find bliss
Wherever
you are, I hope you’re seeing me like this.
To those
clueless spectators, I hope you consider
Time, love
and touch are castles in sand, and nothing is forever.
