The moon shines bright as longing begins to afflict me again.
I turn on the light to take down the dream of you and me.
Can I resurrect the parts of me that died when you left?
My darling, how can I turn back time?
I loved you at my prime.
It seems that my heart has peaked.
My soul is still yours.
It’s still your warmth I seek.
My freckled lover, how do we start over?
Life has been unkind to the love still brewing inside.
How do I unlove you?
How does miles of skin unlearn your touch?
Today, there is no more you and I.
Tomorrow, I will keep living a lie.