I sit in class
thinking of nothing else
but you

I think nostalgically for
your kisses on my neck

wished to be back in your
bed, sleeping in your arms
smelling the morning approach

I never wanted to leave
not even for a second
some how i knew I'd
never see that pace again

Some how I knew I'd
never see your face again
I loved you

No matter what class I'm in
no matter what state I keep
I'll always think of you
and be tortured by the
memories we made