"The Warmth of Night"

@Uootem

I often times sit and think of you,
wondering what you care about.
wondering what you dream of.... aspire to.
wondering if you've found the happiness you deserve.
whether love keeps you warm at night.

I often times try to erase from my mind
those yearnings for things now only memory.
but this task is ineffective, you remain in my heart.
after all this time I should be over you.
but the memory keeps me warm at night.

I often times still ponder and dream,
wondering could you still find love for me.
wondering what would be if our lives had found a different path.
wondering at least have you any tender memories of us.
whether the memory keeps you warm at night.

I often times must find truth for myself,
wondering that maybe we were never meant to be.
wondering if we could have made it.
wondering if you ever really loved me,
but one day you just let go, without one last "I love you".

I often times remember significant facts about us.
we never seemed to be without a fight or fuss.
but still "goodbye" never seemed to fit in our vocabulary.
but in appears we were over before we even began.
and the nights don't have much warmth.