The past few weeks,
I've been asking you to go home early.
One more minute, baby.
One more hour.
I'll go home at 1.
2 o'clock, I promise.
Six o'clock comes around,
And I rise with the sun.
And you're stretched like a cat on the floor.
Sharing a tiny couch isn't ideal.
It isn't fun.
It's too warm on one side,
And freezing on the other.
There is no middle ground.
I've spent 24 full hours without you,
Waiting on 24 more.
I hate it.
I want my body to be frigid on one side.
And boiling on the other.
I want you to squish my arm,
And send pain shooting up my spine
With an accidental knee to the back.
I want you to squeeze me
To the point where it's uncomfortable.
I want to be next to you,
To be near you.
As much as possible.
As long as I can.
I want to be yours.
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 11:42 PM UTC
The past few weeks,
I've been asking you to go home early.
One more minute, baby.
One more hour.
I'll go home at 1.
2 o'clock, I promise.
Six o'clock comes around,
And I rise with the sun.
And you're stretched like a cat on the floor.
Sharing a tiny couch isn't ideal.
It isn't fun.
It's too warm on one side,
And freezing on the other.
There is no middle ground.
I've spent 24 full hours without you,
Waiting on 24 more.
I hate it.
I want my body to be frigid on one side.
And boiling on the other.
I want you to squish my arm,
And send pain shooting up my spine
With an accidental knee to the back.
I want you to squeeze me
To the point where it's uncomfortable.
I want to be next to you,
To be near you.
As much as possible.
As long as I can.
I want to be yours.
Let me just say that my boyfriend is not abusive. I have fibromyalgia, and need to have a wide range of motion at all times. If I don't, I'm pretty much in pain all night. Sleeping on a narrow couch with my boyfriend can be a pain in the *** no matter how much I like cuddling. But whenever he isn't there, I just miss him.
