always thinking about you,
half way across the world
holding my own two hands
waiting for the plane
thinking how we’d pulse them,
as in, “love you”, fingers rough,
you’d make me laugh,
through all the delayed flights and
Sofia gossip, we’d eat good cheese,
hold onto memories with less resent,
because everything’s simple when
all i do is hold onto you, the love i left,
distance makes the heart grow and i’m
half way across the world,
just thinking about it.
Aug 16, 2023
Aug 16, 2023 at 1:28 PM UTC
always thinking about you,
half way across the world
holding my own two hands
waiting for the plane
thinking how we’d pulse them,
as in, “love you”, fingers rough,
you’d make me laugh,
through all the delayed flights and
Sofia gossip, we’d eat good cheese,
hold onto memories with less resent,
because everything’s simple when
all i do is hold onto you, the love i left,
distance makes the heart grow and i’m
half way across the world,
just thinking about it.
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