Mar 29, 2008 15:25
youre breathing is deep and slow
its dark and quiet
i can feel your heart beating through your chest
into mine
my fingertips graze your skin
warm and soft
i remember the old times
and hope for new
praying not to be disappointed
do you think of me
like i think of you
when its dark
and there is nothing
but the sound of your breathing
and your thoughts
to keep you awake
::sigh::