a hopeless romantic's heartbreak | poems

Right person, wrong timing

I've moved on from the thought of us,
but sometimes all our memories come back in a rush.

I can feel your warm skin brushing past mine;
when you get so close and make me lose my mind.

Sometimes all I long for is your touch.
When the tension between us becomes too much.

But you weren't meant for me
And I think that's how it's supposed to be
because we're just two beautiful souls
with all the wrong timing.