Have you ever been in love before?
Have you ever been in lust?
Have you ever wanted someone’s’ memories not to turn into dust
Have you ever longed for someone’s touch so much?
I miss how she use to come close and blow smoke on my face.
I miss how she made me smudge her lipstick in disgrace
I miss how her sharp nails ran on my thigh
I miss the things we do when we were high
How she slowly use to lose herself in my arms
How she was my morning alarm
How her perfume smelled every morning
How she use to wake up my neighbours with moaning
How she use to choke and gasp for air
How I use to drag her and pull her hair
How she always wanted more
How she wanted to be done like never before
I miss how she use to bite her lips longing for kisses
I miss those blinking eyes and those erotic hisses
How she wanted to see my darker side
How she wanted to be submissive still fly like a kite
I miss her eyes and I miss her talks
Now all I see is her lying on the floor
In the pool of blood; on her dead bed
She will never know how many tears I shed