my heart starts jumping
as i stop breathing.
thoughts of you begin
playing
in my memory.
when was the last time
i ended our story?
then i close my eyes,
your face comes alive.
but i couldn't remember
the color
of your eyes. only the ardent passion
whenever they meet mine
stripping
me naked, exposing
my soul.
oh so cruel.
did i ever cross your mind
as often as you cross mine?
i wonder if you ever felt the same intense
feeling whenever i return the glance.
yes, i know it's been quite a while.
we live our lives miles
apart.
i just couldn't help myself from
wondering
if our story really ended
so soon
or if it ever really happened.
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