If Only It Were yesterday

Return to me with kisses today. And I might dream like it was yesterday when first we kissed. And you bit my bottom lip with passion, and a purple bruise arose that made you feel in an instant shameful and full of remorse, but I forgave you anyway, didn't I, sweetheart? Even though it was painful, I knew it wasn't meant. But to hurt me now, dear in this awful mean way and know it wasn't a mistake that it was meant to be hurtful is unforgivable, darling. It is spiteful and cruel, and now unavoidably, with deep regret in my heart, it is time to repent. Say our goodbyes and wish we never met. And yet, how I might long for - if only it were yesterday, returned to me with bruising kisses today.