I wanna look at his face
and not have all those feelings come rushing back.
I wanna be over him
Be so close to him
and have no desire for his kisses
I wanna hold him tight
and not have my heart beat as fast
I wanna watch him pass by
and not feel the skipping of beats in this heart
I wanna be who I used to be
When I loved him
no strings attached kind of love.
When his touch aroused no senses
And absence wasn’t so screaming of loneliness
Me without him was fun- the ‘in thing’
To get to sleep and awake
Knowing he’s not in my thoughts for real
But I still dream
He’s un-eraseable… i just can’t find a way out.
Wonder if it’s really what I want anymore…