It’s hard to believe
that a year flew by
It’s hard to know when
you are on my mind
Every single second of
the day
Some nights I have
spent awake
As though keeping a
sacred vigil
Watching us
disintegrate before our very eyes
Here I am, stuck like a rock
Spreading my tentacles
to feel your cold body once
Just one more night
And slowly get it warm
and make everything warm
And palatable
I yearn for a night,
just one night free from everything
Free from the hatred
you have for me
Free from the guilt of
loving again, when you’ve sworn
not to – at least not
love me
And spend it loving
ourselves, just once
Is it a lot, my dear
friend?
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