Your kisses still haunt me,
The thought of your lips against mine.
Your closed eyes and mine wide open to stare.
Your hands burying on my back,
My hands getting a grip of your neck.
Relentless moments I’ll never forget.
Every day I struggle to break those chains.
Sometimes I forget the reason why we’re apart.
The memories of your kisses remain,
I’d rather rather die in the hands of my effort, than live as nothing to you.