She's my sunny delight

Late night... I lie on my back just dwelling upon what could and couldn't be. Just so hard to believe that me and you weren't meant to be. I just stop and breath and think real hard mentally; the summer air and how it used to hit your hair. Just useless memories make you seem still here. But no, you're there; with him. As he tries to be the man I once was. I could write a book about you and he still wouldn't understand how you should be loved... These sleepless nights just won't go away so just at least for one night can you be in my arms again? At least for one night can we hold hands and twist tongues like we used to? And just sit on the couch holding hands cause that's really what were used to... These thoughts just dripping off my tongue onto the paper and rhythmically filling the lines from left to right. But if I was to summarize this poem it would be something like 'I wish to hold you tight, with all my might... Never letting go; so do not fright' and maybe the title should be. 'She's my sunny delight'