I can feel you,
I can feel you right here next to me
as my hand sighs though the air
and flops onto my bed.
You're my blood,
you're flying through my body
you're sending impulses
through my head, and my heart.
It's 1:01 AM
and I am tired for lack of life
I miss you, and I am sorry.
I'm so in love with you.
I need you.
my bedside lamp flickers as your ghost flickers from sight
my eyes flutter shut as I realise you're no longer there
my right hand closes around my left,
because yours doesn't have a vacancy.
I keep losing my mind in the music,
because reality is too much, too wrong, too real.
I want you,
to love me to bits
but I'm in more pieces than a jigsaw puzzle already. I need you
to rearrange my mind
but I remain a jumble on the carpet
in front of a roaring fire
singeing me further.
Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 5:37 PM UTC
I can feel you,
I can feel you right here next to me
as my hand sighs though the air
and flops onto my bed.
You're my blood,
you're flying through my body
you're sending impulses
through my head, and my heart.
It's 1:01 AM
and I am tired for lack of life
I miss you, and I am sorry.
I'm so in love with you.
I need you.
my bedside lamp flickers as your ghost flickers from sight
my eyes flutter shut as I realise you're no longer there
my right hand closes around my left,
because yours doesn't have a vacancy.
I keep losing my mind in the music,
because reality is too much, too wrong, too real.
I want you,
to love me to bits
but I'm in more pieces than a jigsaw puzzle already. I need you
to rearrange my mind
but I remain a jumble on the carpet
in front of a roaring fire
singeing me further.
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