Remember the satellites would you even remember our first night the way we kissed, touched, smiled we were complete at first sight remember the endless conversations previous lives kept us distant right from the start, more than infatuation and if anyone asked, would you admit how you told me that i was like no one else you wanted, you needed, you were scared of it sometimes i wonder if you think of our time the sadness, the happiness, the way you always reached your hand for mine the satellites would circle and oh how we'd talk i miss the streets of your hometown i miss the way you leaned in to me when we'd walk if i knew you'd still hurt i wonder if i'd change your memory still haunts me one night of pleasure for every four days of pain our kiss goodbye you didn't tell me was forever i told you i'd see you soon you should have been honest, you knew it was never.  - Jason 12:28 am, Friday May 12, 2006   <-- Back to the poetry menu.