the essence of you

sometimes I forget what you look like
and what your voice sounds like
and I quietly laugh to myself
it sounds so silly
but it's true
how on earth will I ever forget the essence of you

the grip of of your hand
the scent of your skin
the darkness of your eyes
the softness of your lips

I laugh
because I remember it all as if it was yesterday
but I have to take the time to sit and think
picture almost perfect images

of me and you at our swing
at our bench
that little spot that overlooked the beach

I think about how nice it felt to ride passenger seat
to know that someone else drove for me
we never knew where we were going
yet we always got somewhere

It's funny how I can easily forget your face
your smile
or how it's almost a rhythm when you breath so softly in your sleep

I close my eyes
and I can see you
and the look you give me

that half smile smirk
tender eyes that slightly squint just for me
and I know that you wont look at anyone that way
no that look is for me

so I laugh when I forget
that face of yours
and your voice

it almost makes my heart weep
and then I remember everything

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