Tangerines never smelled so good.

[myburningeyes]

This is a note i'm writing to you,
in the darkest room.
one wick from the orange candle burns
and smells of Tangerines ...sits beside the bed
I sit at your feet as you lose yourself in your dreams,
wrapped in your blanket. i always want to tickle your toes
hoping you wake up and tell me to stop.
but instead .... i leave you alone, and crawl in bed.
facing in the opposite direction.

Ill hope for me tomorrow.
because i beat myself again today...
i need something.
something more then this
ill hope for me tomorrow

Lying in bed making my plans for the day ahead
knowing im not going to do it.
if i turn around i know theres change...
i see brave and ... wanting something new
you need what you want.. i know this
because change of scenery adds to smiles.
but i hope you miss me.
because ill miss you.

i hope that 5 hours doesnt feel like 10.
take this candle, so you dont feel so far.
ill hope for us tomorrow.
miss me,
cuz i will miss you.

I WILL MISS YOU...
I WILL MISS YOU...