Every once in a while my mind would have a thought,
A flashback to a moment
where my heart pumped fast
A blush warmed my moca cheeks
All was right in the world and
I was alright in the arms of
whom with I wanted to be
Every once in a while I will
dream of a face that shattered my heart
And wake up with tears stained sheets.
With eyes opened now the tears remain at bay.
And continue to stay that way
As I shifted closer to the one that merticulously glued
Back together each shattered piece.