This must be the worst
part of missing you
I cry at a picture
of me kissing you
And I've forgotten
just how you smell
I only remember
I loved it so well
Oooh it's heavy
Deep in my belly
I picture your touch
And know that you
miss me this much
I don't want to tell you
that I am in love
Because
I'm still haunted
But you're all I have
to chase away my ghosts
So you need to know
you're so wanted
I can't play a note
without those
bitter times
Entering unwelcome
into my mind
Time hasn't fixed
it but there's hope yet
When we make love
I always forget
Schadenfreude
or sympathy
Coincidence
or destiny
When we're together
you distract me
Kisses and laughter
attack completely
But your image
and voice are
poor substitutes
When all six senses
of mine need you