The Very Last Time

If I would have known
that the last time we kissed
would indeed be the very last time we ever kissed,
I would have made sure
that I wrapped you up in my arms
and drank you in.
That I would have kissed you
as many times as humanly possible
before the sun kissed the horizon and you had to go.
I would have pushed my issues aside
and let you hold me, touch me...
If only I would've known
that I wouldn't be good enough the next day,
I would have cherished all the moments I actually was.