I still dream of you, ya'know.
I almost wish I didn't,
Almost.
Every word you ever said to me is almost meaningless.
And almost every action also
But your face- though once missing from my mind- has returned vividly
The way I once saw it
No longer.
All a blur but it.

I'd still wrap myself in your arms, ya'know.
I almost wish I wouldn't,
Almost.
Every kiss you ever gave was sweet, I admit.
And admittedly every caress.
But my touch remained cautious and prude- despite my mind.
Though I yearned for you dearly
No longer.
All a blur but it.

I forgive you, ya'know.
I almost wish I didn't,
Almost.
Every curse to you weakens with time
and memories sustaining.
But my adoration for you still lingers some
My trust is easy
No longer
All a blur but it.