Please Dont Leave Me When I Feel So Low

At first glace the answer was as simple as the question
"Would you take back your last kiss?"
I smile fondly pondering over the question
The answer was simple
No, of course not

My last kiss, was given to her in parting
After spending all night lying in my bed and laughing
Reminding ourselves there are reasons in the world to smile
We've been seperated for almost a year
And I was slowly getting over it
We were still great friends
Just didnt quite fit together romantically anymore

I though back at that kiss
Sweet, small, not one that lingers on your lips rather melts into the wrinkles and scars of your skin
Smoothing out worries

Eventually i had to lift the veil i had laced over that memory
I tried to bury the fact that I was always the one to push first
I wanted to forget how quickly she shrank away from me
As if she was in a hurry to leave me and the fuzziness and still enveloped me when i was near her
I watch her disappear into the dark early morning, heard her car quietly sputter to life

And as I padded inside the house
Calming dogs and trudging with light feet
My world crashed
I was selfish
Foolish to think that she continued to think so fondly of me when she could have the world
I was disgusting
So desperate for affection I couldnt get over her for fear I would have no one
I fell asleep with a rock molded of anexity deep within my stomach

So as I glaced at the question printed on the computer screen
My heavy hands typed out
"Yeah, I think I would"