i can still remember what you liked
where your skin felt the most smooth
how your lips felt like between mine
you were such a great kisser
such a great lover
great boyfriend
i could give you goosebumps
you could make me tremble
every day i feel you
every fucking day
and i know you don't feel me
or miss me
or want me
too good to be true
but it was true
for a while
and that while was beautiful
i do not regret it
but it wasn't enough
maybe i feel too much
speak too much
think too much
love too much
so much of me wants you to read this
because of that glimmer of hope
but you won't, i know you won't
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