It's a yearning, an aching
An apparition crawling back into my skin
The return of a once again forgotten feeling
A desire to hide inside another's arms
To be surrounded in their scent as they hold me tight
Even if the one I love loves the one I loved
To have them whisper sweet nothings into my ear
Empty words that I'll hold dear
Til the day I break and vanish and start anew
With a body that is different yet still mine
Or so I am deluded enough to believe
It's all I can bring myself to ask
Though more than I can even dream of receiving
For I've naught to give in return but shallow words written on a phone screen
And though it feels like the world is always ending
Like the sky is always falling
It's just the heart talking, lovesick beating
Any significance in this feeling will be lost in a week or two from now
May 17, 2022
May 17, 2022 at 7:05 AM UTC
It's a yearning, an aching
An apparition crawling back into my skin
The return of a once again forgotten feeling
A desire to hide inside another's arms
To be surrounded in their scent as they hold me tight
Even if the one I love loves the one I loved
To have them whisper sweet nothings into my ear
Empty words that I'll hold dear
Til the day I break and vanish and start anew
With a body that is different yet still mine
Or so I am deluded enough to believe
It's all I can bring myself to ask
Though more than I can even dream of receiving
For I've naught to give in return but shallow words written on a phone screen
And though it feels like the world is always ending
Like the sky is always falling
It's just the heart talking, lovesick beating
Any significance in this feeling will be lost in a week or two from now
it's something
