Texty: Aphasia. Fact & Fiction. Compromise.

I forget
the taste of
the smell on your skin
and I never dreamed
that I'd see you again
Love or dreams?
I can't decide
there's nothing more for me to say
I wish I never had to compromise
I ache to hear your whisper
as my lips let out a lonesome sigh
for you
when I come back to you we lay
rediscovering the days when we first found out
that we fit together perfectly
we'll fade away together
cause I can't stay forever
are you ok?