i sit here, in the dark,
my face illuminated by the pale screen,
twirling my hair around my finger
listening to the song you shared with me on repeat
imagining you with white headphones in
writing one of your college essays
i'd say-
this song is our secret
miles away-
it's the closest thing we have to hands intertwining
when the melody plays out,
it doesn't seem as if you're that far away
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
i sit here, in the dark,
my face illuminated by the pale screen,
twirling my hair around my finger
listening to the song you shared with me on repeat
imagining you with white headphones in
writing one of your college essays
i'd say-
this song is our secret
miles away-
it's the closest thing we have to hands intertwining
when the melody plays out,
it doesn't seem as if you're that far away
