May 13

I am here,
you are there and
we can't be together
anywhere, unless

you were alive,
or I am gone
but I don't want my heart
to turn to stone

I still wish for you arms, like
you wished for my eyes
and now I'm the girl
who lays in bed and cries

I need it to stop,
like I want you back but
you are dead and
I am a wreck

I keep my eyes shut,
pretend you are there
but my heart still aches
and nothing is fair

and when every night comes,
and another day leaves
I find myself more willing
to roll up my sleeves, and

just before I do,
I picture your face
then smile lightly,
I put the razor away.


- c.s.

Reageer (1)

  • Lorem

    Oh... Ik weet niet precies wat ik hier over moet zeggen. :O
    very nice though.

    7 jaar geleden

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