Seven seas away, waiting on a glimpse of a face
Trying to keep busy with mundane things that do not intrigue or interest
Closing my eyes and watching you as you sleep with your lips slightly parted
I kiss them, you move, you know, you pull me towards yourself
Your embrace keeps me warmer than the heat from a thousand suns
Your pixelated smile on my laptop makes me happier than i possibly think anything can
Wishing that the days would simply fly past without bothering me
Or wishing that you would simply fly right into my arms
As i wait here, thinking of times past
Has it really been that long i ask myself?
It feels like yesterday that i sat on you chair eating that omelette you cooked with loving care
Talking my heart out, knowing not that someday i would walk into that room by myself, close my eyes tight and wish that you magically appeared when i open them
But alas, my childlike mind still believes in miracles
Jan 8, 2012
Jan 8, 2012 at 11:57 AM UTC
Seven seas away, waiting on a glimpse of a face
Trying to keep busy with mundane things that do not intrigue or interest
Closing my eyes and watching you as you sleep with your lips slightly parted
I kiss them, you move, you know, you pull me towards yourself
Your embrace keeps me warmer than the heat from a thousand suns
Your pixelated smile on my laptop makes me happier than i possibly think anything can
Wishing that the days would simply fly past without bothering me
Or wishing that you would simply fly right into my arms
As i wait here, thinking of times past
Has it really been that long i ask myself?
It feels like yesterday that i sat on you chair eating that omelette you cooked with loving care
Talking my heart out, knowing not that someday i would walk into that room by myself, close my eyes tight and wish that you magically appeared when i open them
But alas, my childlike mind still believes in miracles
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