To Someone That Was Once There

Is this love playing a drum in my heart? 

Ifemi. 

Yesterday, you said you missed me. 

What if my skin is melted and injected into yours? 

What if I cut my lips and place them in yours? 

What about the cookie? 

Would you mind me storing it in the freezer for you, until the time's right for consumation?

Feed my eyes with your kisses, until the law of gravity has no hold on us...