breath

So i ran my fingers down your picture
but its not running them through your hair
I know its tough on you but
sometimes it gets so hard
just clinging on to thoughts and memories
when even in time colour seeps away
through my hands and fade away
and i just make believe, just make believe it was there~~

And I feel
your caress on my lips
and see
your golden dark brown hair
I think
its you i have been thinking
I hope
Its me you been thinking.

finally one more
breath after so long underground
how long can i last again
under?