Last Farewell
The almost was ... I'm thinking of putting it into a story, not sure where to fit it in yet, but yeah.
Disclaimer: Mine.
I dreamt it last night,
Your last farewell
So real
Still now I feel your kiss on my lips
Your hand warm as it cups my cheek
Fingers ghosting, that
Familiar trail of heat.
My memories of you are few
Slowly fading away.
The words I want to use seem selfish
And I have no others to say
With my silence you turn
You have no reason to stay
Passion shadows your footsteps
And mystery guides your hand
I want to ask you to stay
But you were never mine to have
Too much too soon
Unfortunately too late
To wake from this dream
And realize it's gone...