Hi,
Well as it turns out,
You still live in my heart.
I begged you to move out,
Yet all you do is jump in,
Then out,
Then in.
You make me feel things,
They won't go away,
They hunt my eyes at night,
They scare me to tears.
In your presence,
I miss you.
I miss the sweet,
Sweet release you gave me.
I crave to hear more,
All the things you feel,
How do I make you feel?
Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 8:33 PM UTC
Hi,
Well as it turns out,
You still live in my heart.
I begged you to move out,
Yet all you do is jump in,
Then out,
Then in.
You make me feel things,
They won't go away,
They hunt my eyes at night,
They scare me to tears.
In your presence,
I miss you.
I miss the sweet,
Sweet release you gave me.
I crave to hear more,
All the things you feel,
How do I make you feel?
This book is never going to end, is it? And I don't want it to. You give me something to feel.
