Yesterday I missed your arms around me
Today it is your voice
and your lips
Tomorrow will be the way you say
"I seen" instead of "I saw"
or how when you laugh
you open your mouth as wide as it will go
unaccompanied by any sound
Next week I imagine it will be
how you look at me
between each kiss
like you can't believe your eyes
you grip me tighter because of it
like I'm just an illusion and
I'll disappear in seconds
And any other day you're gone
it will be the essence of your stressors
the basis of your burdens
the crux of your half-attempted smiles
that I am bound to miss;
it will be the very core
and constitution
and backbone
of you
that I long to preserve
essentially.
Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 11:53 AM UTC
Yesterday I missed your arms around me
Today it is your voice
and your lips
Tomorrow will be the way you say
"I seen" instead of "I saw"
or how when you laugh
you open your mouth as wide as it will go
unaccompanied by any sound
Next week I imagine it will be
how you look at me
between each kiss
like you can't believe your eyes
you grip me tighter because of it
like I'm just an illusion and
I'll disappear in seconds
And any other day you're gone
it will be the essence of your stressors
the basis of your burdens
the crux of your half-attempted smiles
that I am bound to miss;
it will be the very core
and constitution
and backbone
of you
that I long to preserve
essentially.
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