The sound of your
snoring exists only in my walls today.
I swear you live there and whisper
now and again to remind me
where and how you are. I
hope you're cozy in my insulation
because I constantly find myself missing
the warmth you brought to my chest.
I am hoping for you to
walk in my door, but then
I will remember you have never left. You are
so quiet, I need to hear you. How I
wish you would scream at me-the way you once did.
Your voice is faint and slowly shrinking. Tell
me how much you hate me, I just need
to know you're still there. I just need
to know you still care.
Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 12:28 AM UTC
The sound of your
snoring exists only in my walls today.
I swear you live there and whisper
now and again to remind me
where and how you are. I
hope you're cozy in my insulation
because I constantly find myself missing
the warmth you brought to my chest.
I am hoping for you to
walk in my door, but then
I will remember you have never left. You are
so quiet, I need to hear you. How I
wish you would scream at me-the way you once did.
Your voice is faint and slowly shrinking. Tell
me how much you hate me, I just need
to know you're still there. I just need
to know you still care.
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