bittersweet amour.

five.

make me feel whole again.
I yearn for that sweet touch of yours.
that warm smile of yours.
that delicate hands of yours.
that beautiful eyes of yours.
that perfect heart of yours.
every day, I see you with him, walking down the street, holding hands, you end up turning my heart into an inconsolable mess.
I wish that was me. I wish I could go back in time so that I could say those three words to you.
it was at the tip of my tongue, but the thought of you leaving me because you wouldn't like me back, made me swallow those words.
now, I regret being such a coward.
because,
all I am now, is a broken man.
someone who needs fixing.
more than a glass of beer or a drag of cigarette can provide.
I need you,
To make me feel whole again.