I remember I was stuck in our romance which was my regret. I would sit back and wonder what my life was like when I had your lips stuck to mine and you were dancing on my finger tips. I’m sorry to take you sweet time, but I kinda miss it. I don’t miss you, I miss what I had.
Recently I’ve noticed I want someone I can confide in about my day. I crave cuddles and kisses, someone to take away the loneliness. And most of all I want someone who will stay.