Mar 2014
8:28am
I awoke to your words, or rather texts
Written from late night thoughts,
And exclaims of affection.
But it's funny really,
How I could sense them there,
On the table right behind my head,
As if my heart knew your words lingered just beside my brain.
Waiting|Wanting|Hoping*
For sleep to leave me and for your words to puncture my skin.
(i. r.)
I awoke to your words, or rather texts
Written from late night thoughts,
And exclaims of affection.
But it's funny really,
How I could sense them there,
On the table right behind my head,
As if my heart knew your words lingered just beside my brain.
Waiting|Wanting|Hoping*
For sleep to leave me and for your words to puncture my skin.
(i. r.)
