Only for a second

waking in the stark of night with your name rolling off my lips. Is this right? Is this wrong? Who do I fool, but myself with these thoughts?

I do miss several moments of laughter. I miss the hours of conversation. I miss my friend. I miss my lover. What would be if things were different and I say “yes” one night.

So there are times when it crosses my mind. My thoughts and feelings are saddened by the departure, but a smile seems to always crease my lips. Sometimes it is nice to live in the past and touch upon those things that made us then and formed us today.

I still dream, but the dream is different.

Sometimes though I do awake to wishing of only a glimpse of you, curled in my bed with your white skin glowing in the dull gray of the room. But it is only for a second.