| Your words just keep on tumbling in circles in my head. And they make me keep on wondering if I should've said the things I said. Should I have ever said "I love you" or should I have kept it all inside? I'm not sure that you even wanted it; when I said it you never smiled. I keep on going o'er memories, wondering "Did she love me then?" wondering if you'd even ever loved me, but if you stopped, then when? The thoughts bring back my memories of your face, your touch, your smile. And the way we'd cuddle after dinner every once a while. I still remember coming in one day only to find you sick, and tickling you then until you smiled, and took my hand and held it. And we just laid there in your bed with your body in my arms, until your fever went away and there was no need for fear of harm. I still remember our days and memories and still remember them well, of course those days are just yesterdays though I'll remember them in the future as well. And even though it's been but one night and no longer than when I saw you normally, the simple fact remains tonight that I'm missing you already. |