Some Nights

Some Nights

Some nights, when I lay in bed, it
Gets a little hard to believe, that
My skin has felt the touch of yours
My lips have known the smooth roughness of yours
That we’ve woken up, tangled together
With sheets as rumpled as our hair
Some nights, it’s hard to believe
That you were ever there
That I was ever there

Some nights, when I’m looking through
All the pictures I have,
Of you
(Not that often, mind you, but some nights, I do)
I find it hard to believe that you’re true
Most days, especially
When you say, we’ll never be
I look, and mend the broken bits
Of my glass heart, with glue
Still shattered, a fair bit,
But it’ll do, it’ll do

In the long hours of dawn, crawling past
I try to remember your scent, long lost
The patterns you traced onto my skin
The paths your lips took, more wicked than sin
Everything I did, to pull you deeper in

Sometimes I forget, and I dare to dream
Build castles in the air, for what has been
Some nights, I remember, and dream recklessly
And then I remember, why it won’t be

I know that you see, and you know I see,
You’re simply too good for me

© CM
27.04.2014

Day Twenty Seven of NaPoWriMo!!! 😀