Constantly,
I think of you,

Reminiscing,

going back,
to the time,
when us,
was we,

wanting,
to relive,
each and every,
Fantasy,

But I know,
Deep down,
Inside,
that us,
could never be,
we again,

and i regret none of,
the sin,

Because you were a pleasure,
that i enjoyed,
reveling in.