14th Sept ‘10
Tears don’t think nowadays
They just drop.
Missing your touch
As the sky turns dark again
Wish you were here
As I pulled up the covers to snuggle
The warmth against my cold skin
The scuttling of legs
The adjustment which put us at rest
And then your breathing, your snores.
My thoughts at home as I played your hair
My head in place with your heartbeat echo
It was just the other night
It was also the night
When I was mean
It was also the night
When I was in doubt
It was also the night
When I was hurt and I hurt you
I lied
You’re with me
I miss you.
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