Late at night when everything is quiet I think of you
The loneliness is a familiar feeling because I felt it while being next to you
I always wanted a love that made me feel loved but instead just turmoil
Water and oil mixture
My soul cries out and the bugs get louder
Is there something wrong with me?
I miss your body next to mine, without it
I’m yearning, searching..
it’s 2 AM and I miss you
The body heat most importantly
I wish you would’ve thought of me the way I thought of you so it wouldn’t leave me stuck
At 2 AM…
Missing
Reminiscing
you.