i dream of our mingling fingers
and long for a forgotten time
as i dream with a tingling fever
reminded of when you were mine
i imagine us hand in hand
the way we always were
and i cant understand
those angry words i heard
i recall our palms together
its so clear in my brain
and remember we promised forever
but i guess thats just something to say
i remeber holding you tightly
night after night after night
and thats still precisely what i see
right when i turn out the light
i dream of our mingling fingers
and long for a forgotten time
as i dream with a tingling fever
reminded of when you were mine
i swoon with my lips gently kissing you
and can still taste the tip of your tongue
when I wake still listlessly missing you
wondering “what have i done?”