recording our history now on the bedroom walls.
if this is our last day together...i don't even know. I keep wanting just one more night of you sleeping on my feet. just one more morning of waking up to you staring at me 3 inches from my face. one more afternoon where i come home and you run to the door as though i'd been gone for years.
just one more...but I know why today is cold, dark and lonely. for you and i to say goodbye.
and still...
"I am watching your chest rise and fall like the tides of my life and the rest of it all. And your bones have been my bed frame and your flesh has been my pillow. I am waiting for sleep to offer up the deep with both hands."
I hold you with both hands. <3
just one more...but I know why today is cold, dark and lonely. for you and i to say goodbye.
and still...
"I am watching your chest rise and fall like the tides of my life and the rest of it all. And your bones have been my bed frame and your flesh has been my pillow. I am waiting for sleep to offer up the deep with both hands."
I hold you with both hands. <3