Yesterday

This is very short, but something nonetheless

Yesterday was damn near perfect.

 

Lying there in your arms on my bed without a care in the world.

Lying there and pretending that maybe, for just one minute,

you were mine again and I was yours.

 

Our hands intertwined and sweet kisses on the forehead let me know you still care.

The way I tickle your arm and nestle my head in your chest drives you crazy.

The way you wrap your arms around me and pull me closer;

the way you tickle my back makes me melt while I'm lying in a dreamy,

semiconscious state with you.

 

What do you miss the most?

 

Oh gosh, everything. I miss a lot of things.

I miss the way you smiled at me like I was the only thing

that mattered in the whole wide world.

 

What do you miss the most?

I miss the connection we had that summer.

Me too. Me too.

 

If you could change one thing, do something differently, what would it be?

I would fight like hell to see you more, spend more time just like this.

How about you?

Hey, that wasn't in the rules.

Since when have I ever followed the rules?

I would kiss you more.

 

Do you remember our last kiss? 

I do. I remember everything about it and it drives me absolutely crazy.

 

It was hot outside, really hot, and I had to leave

but your car needed some work before you could

make it home. We said goodbye and I had turned away

to leave before spinning around for one last kiss.

God, that was incredible.

 

What happened to us?

And please, don't feed me any bullshit.

 

We don't even have to say a word.

You lying here with me is enough. 

Author's Note

The form bugs me. Any suggestions?