Le Manquer (edit)
It’s peculiar…bizarre…even odd that the possibility of a future is still entertained
How you always make it to the forefront of my thoughts
The flash of thirty-two whites causes a reciprocate reaction
A trace of fragrance triggers a nostalgic trance
The ring of your name brings me to an anxious frenzy
I long to rant about my day and hear about yours
And every embrace privately holds an alternate undertone
These feelings seem a little strong…odd…maybe stupid to possess for one who was never yours
Almost painful











