The thing is

The thing is,

I can't get over it.

It sticks in my memory

unforgettable

and I want it

but I know it was just

subconscious dreamland.

It was old

we were all a little older a little more mature

our relationship was thriving in this new deep end

I jumped off the diving board long ago.

The old felt so good.

The good felt so right.

The right felt so real.

And it won't get out of my head.

Even when we weren't sitting together 

I felt in my dream

you'd smile like you meant it so much

I'm n0t saying that's not what we have now but... wow.

Like you had your friends but 

I was the most important.

On my cheek

firm and brief

like 

always.

The memory of how that felt

when I've never felt it

burns in my heart

I want that.