This long distance is killing me most
because I can't see the look
on your face when we speak.
I want myself branded into your mind,
leaving specks of me
scattered across your eyelids when you close them--
like you've been staring at the sun for too long.
But instead I'm like an old book;
the pages starting to tear and your patience starting to wear.
The binding's falling apart at the seams.
You start to think it as burden and rip it to shreds,
burn it to dust.
When you close your eyes,
do you see the firelight dancing on your eyelids?

We stop at 7/11 so you can buy chapstick
But I watch through the window as the cashier hands you a pack of camels from the case behind him
You told me you quit smoking when you met me
Soon its 1 am and you’re leading me to your bed
We’re drunk giggles as you kiss me in the dark
And I try not to think about how it’s been three weeks since you kissed me in the daylight
I wake up with a knotted throat and a sting in my chest because I know you’re going to leave
But oh god,
I wish you would stay
                                                            ­            k.b | *thoughts from your bedroom

Shaking, and twitching
Like you're about to explode
Not knowing what to do
And not sure where to go
Balling your fists, and grinding your teeth
A raging fire is burning beneath
Like a tower made of playing cards and glass
One burst of wind and this structure won't last,
Look over your shoulder, someone might be following you
Be afraid of everything
Cause it's all that you can do
This is such a tight space, and your running out of air
And your entire face is tangled in your hair
What do you do?
How do you speak?
Your fast beating heart is feeling quite weak
Your hands quiver as you roll a few
Or fill your ****
Whatever you must do
Your brain is freaking out
So take it on a trip
You need to calm down
And get a grip