Facts&Memories.

it's two years later.
im out of pretty words.
i have nothing left
to entice you with

just facts and memories
of you, of us.

we have both grown up
and you have found yourself
astray from me.
so all i have left are

just facts and memories
of you. of us.

but i can tell when you are
thinking of me.
my body gets hot and cold
and i get all nervous
and i know you are surrounded in

facts and memories.
of me. of us.

maybe that's all we are
facts and memories.
but i know every fact about you.
and i hold every memory of us
as my watch
and i consult them every so often
just to see
how late it is.

revisiting these memories
and all i can think of
is how much i love you.
and how much i need you right now.

but all i have are just facts
and memories.