My eyes keep seaching for you
and my fingers keep longing for your touch
Do you know how many times
I think of you and hold my breath?
And when someone mentions you,
the clouds make space for the sunshine,
the ocean tide disappears
and the earth stops rotating
Forgive me please
for not telling you
that I'd rather be a molecule of oxygen
in your lungs for ten seconds
than a minute apart from you
They speak about addiction
with such disdain
but how do I explain
that my addiction to you
is the only reason I'm still sane?
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
walk around the balcony
and pray to God
we'll find each other again
Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 3:46 PM UTC
My eyes keep seaching for you
and my fingers keep longing for your touch
Do you know how many times
I think of you and hold my breath?
And when someone mentions you,
the clouds make space for the sunshine,
the ocean tide disappears
and the earth stops rotating
Forgive me please
for not telling you
that I'd rather be a molecule of oxygen
in your lungs for ten seconds
than a minute apart from you
They speak about addiction
with such disdain
but how do I explain
that my addiction to you
is the only reason I'm still sane?
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
walk around the balcony
and pray to God
we'll find each other again
