I like to be alone
when i’m alone I think a lot about you
and it hurts
It’s an emptiness feeling
it starts in my stomach then leads to my feet
they become cold
strangers we are
but we have known each other for longer then we have even known ourselves
your silhouette will be with me always
for times when i'm alone
and I regret not speaking up
I regret not making myself known
my feet are cold
do you feel empty too?
do you think about me when you’re alone?
do you miss the way you’ve never felt?
we will meet again
and this time
i’ll speak up
because we will always have led zepplin
and quiet spaces
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 10:57 PM UTC
I like to be alone
when i’m alone I think a lot about you
and it hurts
It’s an emptiness feeling
it starts in my stomach then leads to my feet
they become cold
strangers we are
but we have known each other for longer then we have even known ourselves
your silhouette will be with me always
for times when i'm alone
and I regret not speaking up
I regret not making myself known
my feet are cold
do you feel empty too?
do you think about me when you’re alone?
do you miss the way you’ve never felt?
we will meet again
and this time
i’ll speak up
because we will always have led zepplin
and quiet spaces
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