Jul 12, 2008 02:11
it's that song you've got stuck in my head. it's like glue on paper but it's attached to my chest instead. the windows are rolled down slightly and i can hear you breathe like wind humming on my window. it's like i think about you all the time and it's so hard to deal with. you could never move or sometimes never smile and i could think the things you say are blue and sometimes yet so spectacular each and every way. you're almost gone and i can understand in every way. it's like there's love weaving in and out of your finger tips from the swim current to the wind current. patterns change and smiles sometimes fade away. it's like that kiss i've been longing for but i always miss. but because i'm so inviting i can never send out my own cue. it's like when i heard you sing for the first time and i realized it's better then the suicide i recreated in my dreams from my own tattered heart. but baby i never thought i'd miss autumn as much as i miss you. those cords you're so good at inventing come close to my eardrums and i pull them inside so i can feel what you only see. and this brings me to what i confess, all those things remind me of you. it's like it's so simple and i can only feel half blooded and a scornful princess that waits for miles. it's like sometimes i can feel your lips to my ear and as you kiss me off to sleep i can feel new york city at your fingertips. "only in dreams".
but i'm bored and all my fingers point to you. you were mine by night and by morning you were all but a fright. but i swear, in morning light you look more comfortable and i think that makes me need all my winter. winter with the sun, without the blaze and with the breeze.
i can't get over it, i just need you to need me, not like before, but like never, and not like now.