i dreamt about you last night.
my first love, my lost love.
i miss the days you looked at me with that spark in your eye.
the way you look at her.
i miss the way your hand felt in mine.
the way iâll never be able to feel it again.
your touch was like a flower.
so soft, so delicate against my skin.
i want to feel you.
i want to hold you.
i want you.
and all i wonder, did you ever truly want me?