Last Kiss

I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets.
How you kiss me when I was in the middle of saying something.
There's not a day I don't miss those rude interruptions.
And I'll go sit on the floor wearing your clothes,
All that I know is I don't know how to be something you miss.
I never thought we'd have a last kiss.
I never imagined we'd end like this.
Your name, forever the name on my lips.