just saying

Sweet soft was that lips
Gentler still was the kiss
Gone to soon was the bliss

Great was the loss I felt
As I watched your form melt
Forgotten was the pain in my feet
as I stood dreaming of our next meet

Later we said
Goodbyes was to bad
I'm supposed to play along
I wonder how long

“I can't see you“
Out of the blue
I am second best
Although I put u above the rest

A MUSE,heavy title to wear
You wear it with such flair
This feeling it is so rare
Games at this point just isn't fair
losing you is just too much to bare