no. 48: THINKIN BOUT YOU.

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i know i lied when i said i still saw your shadows
i miss them deeper than the shade of my windows
you say you still taste the prayer on my breath
i can almost feel the salt on your lips
i've been thinkin bout you, drownin' in my thoughts
your words, distract me from the stars
well i've been thinkin bout you
you exit from my heart, your silhouette stainin my walls

i take your hand, but yours is pulling mine away
i know you're scared of the risks that i might take
i can't blame you cus i fuck up everyday
give me some time to show you i won't leave you, but i'll stay
flowers bloom in may, but you know they go  someday
they think about returning, it's a complicated change
you're the only one i've dated before a long sunday
we're unclean from the love we made monday

cus i've been thinking bout you
thinking bout your touch,
the love we made so much
the way you hold me up
i've been thinking bout you

if i wrote you a letter, you'd say you didn't need it
that's why i wrote this thing so you could sing it
i'm hung over you, so i guess we die together
you're the flower that blooms in june, my merriweather
my friends were right, this is another love tale
it's on the book shelves except they never end well
i weep alone cus my tears keep me company
but the ghost of your perfume reminds me i'm still lonely
that's why i fight my sleep with this pen
nightmares are reality and i'd get enraptured in
i hope you know i sweat cold now and then
i spill ink, not blood, and the cycle starts again
i rest my case to you, close it with amen

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