As I lie awake staring at the clock
flashing 2:04 am in florescent blue
and a calender gone untouched since
June 10, 2012 yet months have passed.
I remember...
Rain pounding down on the awful roof,
wind slamming into the already cracked window,
even all the blankets around did no good.
Your words- that one phone call replays
in my mind, so do my actions with each
of my sobs, our whispers, your laughs.
The weather now the same
the soft Valentine rabbit clutched tight.
One single answer
haunts me more than anything else
**** I miss you...
God, I hate myself...
I'm probably not going to sleep
cause I'm mesmerized by the
florescent blue flashes of 2:04 am
and all the whispers of June 10, 2012...
I wanted to say yes...
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 6:37 PM UTC
As I lie awake staring at the clock
flashing 2:04 am in florescent blue
and a calender gone untouched since
June 10, 2012 yet months have passed.
I remember...
Rain pounding down on the awful roof,
wind slamming into the already cracked window,
even all the blankets around did no good.
Your words- that one phone call replays
in my mind, so do my actions with each
of my sobs, our whispers, your laughs.
The weather now the same
the soft Valentine rabbit clutched tight.
One single answer
haunts me more than anything else
**** I miss you...
God, I hate myself...
I'm probably not going to sleep
cause I'm mesmerized by the
florescent blue flashes of 2:04 am
and all the whispers of June 10, 2012...
I wanted to say yes...
For Mason Swank...
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