Tell me how it sunk in your chest. The thought of them coming home. How history is constantly repeating itself. Dragging you back to the person you used to be. How distance is only a number. That the difference between here and there is a single letter. How every time they leave is like a weight tied to your feet. Slowly drifting to the bottom. How the darkness consumes you. Your heart being shoved back in your face and you're too blind to see it.
Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 1:00 AM UTC
Tell me how it sunk in your chest. The thought of them coming home. How history is constantly repeating itself. Dragging you back to the person you used to be. How distance is only a number. That the difference between here and there is a single letter. How every time they leave is like a weight tied to your feet. Slowly drifting to the bottom. How the darkness consumes you. Your heart being shoved back in your face and you're too blind to see it.
