I'm wearing your sweatshirt to sleep again
I'm under my own roof and it makes me feel more at home
I've bitten my nails until they bleed
But when I hold your hand, everything seems to heal
I can't undo the tangles in my hair
But you trace your fingers down my arm and every one of my thoughts becomes unwinded and untangled before you
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 10:19 PM UTC
I'm wearing your sweatshirt to sleep again
I'm under my own roof and it makes me feel more at home
I've bitten my nails until they bleed
But when I hold your hand, everything seems to heal
I can't undo the tangles in my hair
But you trace your fingers down my arm and every one of my thoughts becomes unwinded and untangled before you
