I'm starting to feel lonely
In my bones when I walk,
Like the aching you get
In the middle of winter.
The space in my chest
Is swelling in size,
Growing larger as it waits
For something extraordinary.
Because why else would I wait?
Starting year four
Of being alone again,
If it wasn't to move on to something life-altering?
My heart won't wait
For anything it doesn't need.
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 1:16 AM UTC
I'm starting to feel lonely
In my bones when I walk,
Like the aching you get
In the middle of winter.
The space in my chest
Is swelling in size,
Growing larger as it waits
For something extraordinary.
Because why else would I wait?
Starting year four
Of being alone again,
If it wasn't to move on to something life-altering?
My heart won't wait
For anything it doesn't need.
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