Here i sit,same as before,
same room,
same girl,
the same feelings,years old,but different thoughts,
a different tension.
Thoughts of the last time we kissed,
the last time we goofed around,you
recording it recording my laughter and smiling face then,,i leaning in to kiss you,then realizing you'd recorded that too.
Then,the last kiss.
Eyes closed,heart racing,not knowing it'd be my last.
I turn and run towards the door,you still holding my hand, then it suddenly slips away.
Last thought: "I love you,but i wont ever have you back,
it was over so long ago,
but i was to stubborn to
except it."
