Guilty Pleasures

it's wrong to want too see you after whats been done this urge to want to hear your voice to feel your touch to turn back time so to not hesitate to claim whats mine still remember the feel of your soft lips on mine the feel of your tongue brushing mines hungrily for affection the warmth of your body still lingers taunting me wickedly with thoughts I can not portray for fear of losing myself to the memories of our beginning till our end these feelings I feel has all since magnified even though I know you wont ever know nor care since I am the cause of my own despair....