It feels like yesterday, you were just here, and I was thinking of ways to see you, to get in contact with you, without alerting the others.
I miss your hugs, I miss your conversation, I miss my sleepless nights, I miss playing with
It feels like a lifetime ago I met this quiet guy who kept me up at night, kept my mind occupied, that made me think and behave differently.
your hair, I miss your smile, I miss the way you look at me, I miss holding your hand like there
I'm going to stop feeling bad for thinking as seriously as I do. I don't give a shit. All I know is how I'm feeling, and I'd rather embrace that, than try to convince myself otherwise.
was no tomorrow, I miss biting your shoulder, I miss standing in your arms, and fitting
I want to walk in the door, put my keys down and hear your voice saying "You alright?" in that English way that means "How are you? How was your day?" I want to tell you it was "Mack, but it's alright now cause I'm home and you're here".
perfectly, I miss your smell, I miss you like you would not believe.
That's all I got today. This is so hard, hard to write, hard to read, hard to comprehend.
Set Fire to the Third Bar - Snow Patrol. I was going to pick a couple lines, but the whole song fits.
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