I want you so bad.
In the empty spaces where you were
I see you.
I see your blue Snoopy sweater, the one you wore the
night that I first saw your face.
Not knowing how many times
I would look upon it in the years to come,
how many kisses would land on your lips and skin
how I would gaze upon it in love
how I would want to see your eyes closed in lust
when we made love.
How I would gaze upon it
when you took your last breath.
How it would be the only face I would ever want to see again
in the tumult of faces seen over a lifetime.
How in the crush of the crowd I search for it
and how I will never catch it again.