p o e t r y

96

Let me come home to you
I've drowned myself in a few too many arms and tongues over the months we've spent apart
And I somehow hoped the familiarity of you would meet my eyes in theirs
But it never did
The packet a day and almost two bottles by night isn't doing me right anymore
So please let me come home, let me love you, just once more

a/n
In need of a familiar face with a firm embrace
xx