Skin

I still own the necklace that you bought me
And when it presses against my skin
I think of you
And I think of star peppered skies and
Late night joy rides and
Being once inebriated by the bottle
And by your love
Sometimes I’ll stop in place
I’ll halt my busy day
And I’ll get lost in a whirlwind of thoughts,
Of you.
And on days when I’m able to drown you out
Able to erase your existence from my memories
Wipe my heart clean
I dream of you
And these dreams sweep over me with such a bittersweet agony
Each wave more suffocating than the last
And I cry for you
And I wonder it is right for me to do so
And if it is right for me to often daydream
Of you and I once again
Thousands of miles from here
Me cradled in your arms
As your fingers draw
Heart shaped strokes
Against my skin