your gone.

I still hear your keys falling down on the counter.
& The thing is it's just a figment of my imagination.
I still feel your kiss when I'm already asleep
but I know it's just my mind playing tricks on me.
I painted you in my mind, that maybe we can be together.
Yet the thing is you've already left.
I'm on the first step
Looking at the last step
Where we first kissed. I remember where you sat.
& I remember what I saw.
that love is as clear, as a see through Ball.
I mean you got your lusting, and your sexual feelings.
Then you got this, and it all started me off with Just one kiss.
And I just wish that maybe you'd come back
but god took you.. and you've disappered.
I cry every night when I look at your picture.

Your gone ..
And I'm pissed that I miss you.