I think of holding your holding your hand,
But I remember,
what happened,
the last time I wanted that.

I think of making crude jokes,
But I remember,
When one didn't,
take them kind-heartedly.

I think of laughing when you tickle me,
but I remember,
The joy I felt,
when my last one did.

I think of believing that I might love you,
but I remember,
How it ended,
the last time I did.

I think of enjoying the feeling of weightlessness,
but I remember,
What was happening to me,
the last time I did.

I think of trusting you,
but it's not in my nature anymore,
Because of what,
My last one did.

I think of being true to you,
But I remember,
How it ended,
the last time I did.

I think of letting my past go,
but I remember,
everything I had
with my last one.