[ Won't Dispel ]

The musky scent of your apple-cider skin

still lingers around.

The images of your wooden tiled floors

still flashes by.

Our songs played over and over the tubes

Teased me to cry.

Those nights of satanic urges together

Still turns me on.

Kept telling myself

To snapped out of it!

But that would always be your duty

To bring me back to earth

While I was blankly daydreaming over nothing.

Seems getting over will work other ways

We've changed but the heart is still there

The love's puzzle just missed a few pieces

Waiting for it to be completed

Frames of memory kept coming back
They always do
And those won't dispel.