I hope you think of mewhen he touches your skinand promises you of a better tomorrow. One...

I hope you think of me

when he touches your skin

and promises you of a

better tomorrow. One in

which you both lose yourself

in bliss. But when tomorrow

comes and he leaves you

alone with the promises

that he swore he would

remember in the morning,

I hope you think of me.

Because at least by the

morning, I remembered

every word that I ever

pressed against your skin.

I hope you think of me,

and I hope the memory

of my dedication burns

on every part of your skin

that he touched.