I miss you.

Because it’s five p.m.
And the sun keeps going down without you

And that’s a funny thing since you were always the one making it move
And the world’s still moving around me
And I haven’t moved an inch

From the safety of your sleeves that I can’t pull myself out of
And the album of you asleep in my lap
That you don’t even know exists

And I can’t look at anything anymore
Because everything looks like you
And everything’s a shadow jumping out at me

I’m paranoid about the anniversary of everything you made me feel
That’s lingering in two o’clocks on September thirteenths
And in every day we spent together
Which I really thought would be all of them

You’re everywhere inside of my veins so how are you not here
Because your laugh is stuck in the stutter of my pulse
And the way the blood that runs up my arms still tastes like you

Metallic and bittersweet
I miss you

That’s all I wanted to say.