So then we met after,and you touch me and it was still there still present

I knew this but when you touched me I was refreshed on it

Your hand on me and your touch careesing me without intention

The intention of what I knew you so well for

Intention of what I have been struggling to move pass

The intention of what many of our nights were filled with
Days to no end. My companion who is no more

Letting go that’s not present yet,releasing you not checked

I wish I could quit you.