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I never feel more alone Then I do with you Your presence consumes my emotions Filling them with loneliness Feeding my depression Your deafening silence Piercing my mind Jabbing this knife in my heart All I long for Your honey-sweet voice Whispering your innermost thoughts I want these thoughts To slip from your lips unfiltered Whole and true Even if they split my spine Desiring the truth Your truth Cause the memories of you Dement me The ones of last May The days that you'd whispered The three little words that brighten my day The times that I was never close enough The hours spent With your fingertips learning my body Repeating your exploration of my valleys To build a memory The moments spent Under warm blankets The late night conversations that never end But suddenly the air shifted A change in the seasons Talks began to find an end Now they it seems as though they never even begin I'm always too close Never far enough Funny how things change with the seasons But I have not Continuously wanting and craving Of the same thing The same person You
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 2:37 AM UTC
The Shift in the Air
I never feel more alone Then I do with you Your presence consumes my emotions Filling them with loneliness Feeding my depression Your deafening silence Piercing my mind Jabbing this knife in my heart All I long for Your honey-sweet voice Whispering your innermost thoughts I want these thoughts To slip from your lips unfiltered Whole and true Even if they split my spine Desiring the truth Your truth Cause the memories of you Dement me The ones of last May The days that you'd whispered The three little words that brighten my day The times that I was never close enough The hours spent With your fingertips learning my body Repeating your exploration of my valleys To build a memory The moments spent Under warm blankets The late night conversations that never end But suddenly the air shifted A change in the seasons Talks began to find an end Now they it seems as though they never even begin I'm always too close Never far enough Funny how things change with the seasons But I have not Continuously wanting and craving Of the same thing The same person You
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Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 2:37 AM UTC
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