I vaguely remember him
His warm breath and radio eyes
I remember the way he buttoned up his shirt
Counting each button up to his chin
Where he would brush his hand across his jawline
And turn to me with a smile
I remember the nights his hands found me like clockwork
He always left too soon
But I tattooed his smell on my chest
So he wouldn't feel so far away
I remember when love became past tense
And ever since I rarely remember anything at all
I remember when love became past tense
ReplyDeleteAnd ever since I rarely remember anything at all
Mmm so good
"I remember the nights his hands found me like clockwork
ReplyDeleteHe always left too soon"