If only I could see your eyes darken,
as I lift my face to yours,
and look into your eyes.
If only I could touch your face,
graze my knuckles over your cheek
touching each finger to your lower lip.
If only I could taste your breath,
as you whisper my name
in that moment.
If only I could hear your voice
just once more
asking me take it all back
But there are no more chances
no more moments,
no more whispers,
because there is no more you.