Overwhelming nostalgia blazes through my veins
And I fumble amongst the echoes of white noise
Trembling flashes of our summer together
Light up the inside of my head
The way thunderstorms lit up every night sky last June
I reach out, trying to touch one before it sizzles away
Trying to grasp any single intangible moment
Anything to feel your electricity again
But my fingertips are bruised from the static
And my efforts are in vain
Like trying to catch lightning in a bottle
The same lightning that flickers behind your smiling eyes
The same lightning I see every time I close mine
Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 3:49 AM UTC
Overwhelming nostalgia blazes through my veins
And I fumble amongst the echoes of white noise
Trembling flashes of our summer together
Light up the inside of my head
The way thunderstorms lit up every night sky last June
I reach out, trying to touch one before it sizzles away
Trying to grasp any single intangible moment
Anything to feel your electricity again
But my fingertips are bruised from the static
And my efforts are in vain
Like trying to catch lightning in a bottle
The same lightning that flickers behind your smiling eyes
The same lightning I see every time I close mine
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