Still In Your Embrace

I think about you more than I should,

It's not good,

I tell myself, you are of my past,

A chapter that didn't last,

for reasons of our own decisions,

And even if I were to go back,

A blast from the past,

We are different people,

Our values haven't changed,

But enough time has where I've healed.

Yet, I wake up each morning, alone,

Craving to be known,

Remembering the feeling of intimacy,

Wrapped within a hug you used to give me,

I think about it almost as a directory

Toward the future person who may be right for me,

You made me feel held when the ground felt too dense,

Your arms secured around my body, protective, immense,

I still feel your grip when I think about it,

Canvassed on my skin like an imprint,

And I miss it, more than I want to admit,

Almost enough to reach out again,

open myself up to new rejection,

But you see, I have seen myself as healed,

From what you have taken,

So I won't reach out, even if a part of me will always want to,

I will hope to meet a new lover,

An equally full-body hugger,

Who wants to build a life together,

Has similar goals, and dreams, and sees a forever, with me,

Someone I feel safe wrapped up in their arms,

Like I remember feeling in yours,

it's been three years,

And you've disappeared,

But I find myself wishing on the hard days,

That I was the one still in your embrace.