I still have an ember for you burning in me.
I closed my eyes as I felt his touch and imagined that it was you.
I felt the ember spark to life.
But his touch was not yours.
His mouth on mine was not yours.
My eyes flew open and a tear formed as I realized it was not you.
I wondered where you were at that moment.
Do you think of me,
or have you moved on.
I like to believe that you are just like me,
consumed with thoughts of us and what could have been.
It drives me mad that I cannot let you go.
Why do I still hang on
when my heart is still breaking?
Every love song that plays
brings back thoughts of you over and over again.
I replayed the last time I was in your arms,
how your kisses tasted,
remembered the last time I was in your bed and how it felt to fall asleep with you beside me.
I closed my eyes again as he caressed my body
and even though I was not alone I felt lonely.
It should have been you.
