Meet my gaze

the feel of your body against mine

your breath on my neck

the stare of your eyes

your gaze i couldn't meet

the words i longed to say

the words i longed to hear

your hands running through my hair

gripping my shoulders

your image running through my mind

the times i felt so sure

you felt the same

the times i cried

because i thought you didn't

the ache of missing you

the warmth of knowing

you were missing me too

the day i was leaving

your closeness to tears

i was so sure....

how could i be so wrong ?