A Table for Two
I wanna kiss you.
Just thinking of your lips makes me dizzy.
I wanna hug you.
Just thinking of your arms flushes my cheeks.
I wanna touch you.
Just thinking of your skin sends shivers down my spine.
There is a pain in my heart,
An empty place where the blood won’t flow;
An empty table that cannot be filled
For there is a note that says:
“Reserved for You.”