Those Times

It's like the cold winter breeze touched my skin

A cold shiver down my spine, unable to breathe

Hairs risen, inside me, my heart feels heavy

She spoke of him, the moments she had

She still speaks of him, like it was only last weekend

Engrossing herself in his memories

Crying again when she reminisces

And me, I put a faint smile

Not to make her cry,

Wipe her tears, tell her it's okay,

Let it out, don't keep it locked up.

Heavy inside, with the secrets I hide

O how much I envy this guy

How I wish it was me,

For she liked him, still talks of those times

Here I sit, with her, for the first time

And she smiles, yet the location,

It's a reminder again, those times

She tells me she doesn't have anything more

Nothing about him now does she holds close.

Whether she speaks the truth, I can't figure

How I still wish, however, wishing it was me

And maybe I'll make it happen

Maybe I won't be him, maybe she'll love me

And I'll love her.