when there are shouting matches in my chest
your deafening whispers of i love you
are the only thing to drown out the doubts
i want you so far
i want you so much closer
these ghosts are still present in light—
i'm tired of the same old fears;
i fear that you will fear me—
they will haunt us past the night
i want to push you away
i want to pull you nearer
the voices in my head
they may tell me i'm not enough
but yours sounds so much sweeter
Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 8:59 PM UTC
when there are shouting matches in my chest
your deafening whispers of i love you
are the only thing to drown out the doubts
i want you so far
i want you so much closer
these ghosts are still present in light—
i'm tired of the same old fears;
i fear that you will fear me—
they will haunt us past the night
i want to push you away
i want to pull you nearer
the voices in my head
they may tell me i'm not enough
but yours sounds so much sweeter
