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.