Sometimes I think things...

You make my breath catch
With the single glance
Of a lover lost


Everyday gloom
Always parted by your smile
Each smile just for her


Never shall I search
As you presence radiates
I can feel it there


Like the breeze, a breath
Passes through your parted lips
I must hold my own


Those love stories
What I expected of you
Not what I received


Yet I still dream of
More opportunities missed
My past joining yours