To Think

Remember the times you felt my heart
Remember the songs you used to sing
The climbs. The slips, the falls.
Losing faith, everything.

Remember the times we felt alive
Painting numbers on the canvas inside
Riding shotgun in the biggest car at night

Remember the fire.

I used to dream about the days that youd come back
I used to think about the thoughts and not the facts
I used to cry just to hold your hand.

But now I blink.
Watch me shrink.

I wake up to a pounding heart
I feel your breath behind my ear.
I want to hold you, just to touch you.
But when I turn, you’ll disappear.