A small upstairs apartment. Driving through the darkness to get back on before they knew you were even gone.
You don't have to speak because I can hear your heartbeat, fluttering like butterflies searching for a drink.
You don't have to cover up how you feel when you're in love. I always know I'm not enough to even make you think.
Please, slow down, Babe. We're moving way too fast for their world. We gotta make this last. I know it hurts to feel so all alone. I'm by myself more than you could know. If only they were all alone.
I miss you so much, a self-inflicted comma. The days drag on like marathons, running with bare feet.
And when I feel the stress, I'm lonely and depressed, I picture you in the dress you wore four weeks ago..
Missing so many people in the same time without knowing if they are missing you in return and no chance to meet up are such a very BIG deal :)
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