As I lay in bed
I think about you
I want to paint pictures on your back
Maybe a lilac sky
because
you always loved colors that sounded so different
Different like you
You are the sweet different kiss
Like the ones you get on the forehead from your dad as a little girl
A comfortable type of intimacy
You and me
One that makes you feel home again
I’m home again
With you
Why won't you come home?
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 2:43 AM UTC
As I lay in bed
I think about you
I want to paint pictures on your back
Maybe a lilac sky
because
you always loved colors that sounded so different
Different like you
You are the sweet different kiss
Like the ones you get on the forehead from your dad as a little girl
A comfortable type of intimacy
You and me
One that makes you feel home again
I’m home again
With you
Why won't you come home?
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