Forget the distance;
I can't keep obsessing with every pretty face I'll never see again.
I need you to need me.
You're a liar if you say the time we've spent means nothing.
I've never felt excitement explode in my chest before you.
Please tell me that to you I mean something.
It's your eyes, your lips, your chest, your hips.
It's everything single thing you say.
The things you keep, your sound in sleep.
You're with me every single day.
My ribcage is now the only thing suffering from my heart beat pounding.
I'm happier than I had planned to be.
The turn of events is sleeping right beside me.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
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