You used to want to hold me in your arms,
Now the games give you solace.
You’d tell me your every thought,
Now we sit in stillness.
I want to be there.
Your episodes are new seasons to me.
I share my body in ache for your showcase and closeness.
Once you’re done with me you’re back on your solitude.
I used to be your light,
But I’ve dimmed the ‘shine’ with my selfishness.
My job is to be there,
But my presence feels so obsolete,
Disconnected.
I must be patient with you.
Kiss me through the phone,
I want to replenish your heart.
Nurture you from the ground up,
Water you with my affirmations.
I hope my eyes still give you a kaleidoscopic dream.
Wish things were the way they used to be.
Now I barely see you and you’re right in my face.
It’s like I’m frustrated
But can’t be.
I need to be there.
Waking up every morning
Hoping for a full moon.
I feel like I’m losing you,
Slipping through my fingers.
Less than,
Out of control.
Like there’s no sense of time.
Apr 23, 2024
Apr 23, 2024 at 7:02 PM UTC
You used to want to hold me in your arms,
Now the games give you solace.
You’d tell me your every thought,
Now we sit in stillness.
I want to be there.
Your episodes are new seasons to me.
I share my body in ache for your showcase and closeness.
Once you’re done with me you’re back on your solitude.
I used to be your light,
But I’ve dimmed the ‘shine’ with my selfishness.
My job is to be there,
But my presence feels so obsolete,
Disconnected.
I must be patient with you.
Kiss me through the phone,
I want to replenish your heart.
Nurture you from the ground up,
Water you with my affirmations.
I hope my eyes still give you a kaleidoscopic dream.
Wish things were the way they used to be.
Now I barely see you and you’re right in my face.
It’s like I’m frustrated
But can’t be.
I need to be there.
Waking up every morning
Hoping for a full moon.
I feel like I’m losing you,
Slipping through my fingers.
Less than,
Out of control.
Like there’s no sense of time.
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