Jul 30, 2008 14:46
you always leave change where you've been sitting.
I only ever notice it after you leave. I carry it in
my pockets. So there-
is always a constant reminder that you were somewhere
close to me. Your hands always have dirt on them,
so when you touch my face, the ground is between us.
I do not mind one bit. Oh Lord, I do not mind.
I want you closer to me. I want to break you in like
a jacket, because I want you to keep me warm
on the forest floor, as I pray on your chest.
And I don't know when I will see you next.
Only have your voice to cling to And how you always wrinkle
your nose when you laugh. Or how you turn around to look at me
when you think I won't notice, but I always do. And you smile
so knowingly when I'm nervous, because I can't hold eye contact
with you for more then a few seconds. And you know too well
oh you know, exactly what you do to me. I would usually
get mad, but your so cute, the way you make me feel
like the most perfect thing in the room. Like a teacup.
Please except me, be patient as I am trying to.
Remember my birthday?
I could not focus on anything the whole damn night
you were too close, all I want to see was you,
All I could hear was your breathing. It filled everything.
oh and you keep asking me to come home
to take the train and then I'd be yours. then I'd be yours.
But I have been, I am I am I am....