Sometimes it's weird...
I don't feel like sleeping yet I'm tired,
and I feel as though this is the way my brain is wired.
I don't want another "distraction",
I'm not just into physical or mental attraction.
Maybe I just want someone to call again, when I'm alone and sad and all.
Sit up with me late at night,
and wait till we fall asleep like a flickering light.
To wait and watch eyes that flutters,
down to a close like the wings of butterflies.
I just want a white dove,
to fly down and teach me peace and love. And how to wait for someone,
and not be so f**king dumb.
But I just want it, and I crave that.
As much as I can't have it yet,
makes me jealous to think I'm the one who's late for it.