Not really about sex, but deep love.
I Wish...

I wish we could go back to a time when things were easy.
I wish I could pick up the phone and call you.
I wish everything had turned out okay.
I wish I could still see your cheesy little smile.

If I could go back, I would run miles for you.
If I could go back, I would have told you I loved you more.
If I could go back, I would make sure you got off the drugs.
If I could go back, you wouldn't have done this.

I saw you saturday.
I hugged you sunday.
I told you I loved you monday.
You took your life on tuesday.

I wish I could go back.
I wish you would still smile.
I watched them lower you today.
I ran that extra mile.

I ran from the cemetary, your favourite sunglasses hiding my face.
I ran that mile, and six more.
I ran, hoping that your face would appear in the crowds.
I ran to your house.

I ran to your room, where your clothes were on the floor.
I ran to your room, my thoughts on the noose hanging from the door.
I ran to your room, where we spent soo many nights.
I ran to your room, where we fixed all the fights.

I wish we could go back to a time when things were easy.
I hope to the Gods that you find the peace you sought.
I fear that you never knew how much I cared.
I loved you.

{R.I.P. KLM}