NO. 29
I can’t shake this feeling that we’re not finished.
If we were finished,
I wouldn’t see your face in my dreams
If we were finished,
Every person wouldn’t sound like you
If we were finished,
I wouldn’t smell you every where I go
If we were finished,
Your taste wouldn’t be on my tongue
If we were finished,
I wouldn’t remember how your lips feel pressed against mine
If we were finished,
You wouldn’t care how much I love you
If we were finished,
The pain of you not being here wouldn’t hurt this much
If we were finished,
I could walk away and never look back
But we’re not finished