In this drunken state that I’m in

There is only one thought that is locked within

And it’s the thought of my Ex and what could have been

And I know that I shouldn’t be thinking of you

Missing you every day because you are my past

But the truth is that I wish that we had last

I wish that we didn’t come to an end

Because in my present I keep looking around the bend

Wishing that I could turn back the hands of time

Then maybe we could fix things, forgive things and then maybe you would be mine

There are so many things that I miss about you that I didn’t even know I needed until you were gone

Because I have gotten so use to the chaos and the storm that I didn’t see that you were my calm

Oh how I miss your sweet kisses

Your lips were like a mixture of freedom and water that quenches the thirst after walking for days in a desert

And when our lips intertwined you made me feel like I was a fruit that was filled with sweet flavors ripe and ready to burst

When I was with you, and your fingertips grazed my skin, it was like...