Not over

I was holding out well

Thought it was over;

I had moved on

And everything was back to normal.

I made the mistake

Of meeting you again-

The scent of your body

The feel of your hair on my face

The overpowering sense of love

Blew my pretentious self-restraint away

Made me realize

Nothing could ever be normal.

I long to snatch you from the world

and hold you in my arms again

To feel your hair, your breath on my skin

I long for a day, when you'd be mine

Even if for a single day

For in my heart I know

You will never be mine

And I will always love you.