I want you out of my head.
The tears are flowing now.
I am silent when it comes to this hidden emotion.
Stubborn each day
I stay around
Wishing for some time in your soft arms and
Meeting your sure lips with mine which are sure as unstable
I’m currently well adjusted to the life I choose to live.
My fingers on my damp pillow,
My arms hanging on the outskirts of the front of my bed.
Longing for your warmth.
Needed it as much as my sanity.
Holding on to the thought,
Dreaming, sacredly.
Forced with the burden of promising forever even though,
He bleeds with the hunger of knowing she loves him
Though she hasn’t admitted it,
Surely he feels it.
My arms lifeless,
My eyes still and my heart beating normally.
His presence and his kiss wakes me for the moment he
Acts like my existence matters.
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