It’s Still On

It’s still on, your special phone, I’ve never turned it off, you may have known,
It’s in my pocket, or on a hand carved wooden heart when left alone,
You may not understand, but I do, you may not believe, but its true,
And your beliefs are not a requirement of my own;
It’s still on, the love we share, its sacred light, just being there,
I’m in your thoughts, and you have never left my mind,
You can’t deny, it’s way too real, and when you try, see how you feel,
You just can’t hide the sun and moon and truth, you’ll find;
It’s still on, our spirit bond, connecting thoughts, our hearts so fond,
Across the days, the years, the lifetimes, wait and see,
I’m not your past, your psycho freaks, your issue blast, your swollen cheeks,
I’m just the amazing guy you love, I’m only me;
It’s still on, my dresser top, I pick it up, but not a lot,
It’s a reminder of the truth of you and me,
It wears your hair, the way you smell, you being there, it’s show and tell,
It’s something special, something real, will always be,
It’s something special, something real, will always be.