you said you'd wear my skin like gloves while i was away,
you said it'd fit just like a mitten,
so during the three hour drive i carved your names in back of my eyelids,
ensuring i'd always have sweet dreams.
and nights would be easier.
but these inscriptions are sending shivers down my spine
and my heart is slowly breaking,
because i met a man with a harder life than mine.
and i started to shake from my selfishness.
and i only wanted you.
and now i'm gone and you've forgotten me.
and the cancer under my knuckles is growing bigger.
and the bags under my eyes are getting larger.
and i need sleep.
and i need you.
goodnight love.
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