Thought you would come back around,
I catch myself in the glimpse of my mind’s past,
Their eyes coexisting with yours in one glance,
I can feel you through each person’s touch,
It used to feel like butterflies,
Now it just feels like a gash of fire in my veins,
I’m doing just fine,
But when I sit alone and find my heart speaks of a broken tone,
I wish love was enough for us to bloom,
Who knew that our last kiss was full of the pain of goodbyes
