I wake up in the morning wishing I could melt into your ether,
but Apollo isn't strong enough.
So I crawl my body on top of yours hoping that maybe I'll sink down into you, But gravity isn't on my side.
I neither sink nor float.
I'm trapped, perfectly suspended, between two disbeliefs.
Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 12:06 PM UTC
I wake up in the morning wishing I could melt into your ether,
but Apollo isn't strong enough.
So I crawl my body on top of yours hoping that maybe I'll sink down into you, But gravity isn't on my side.
I neither sink nor float.
I'm trapped, perfectly suspended, between two disbeliefs.
