Shattered glass looks like diamonds too.
You’re gone for weeks so
I mark you by the moon
Sink in your bed in my head
A vision of you and me
I miss you too much
Can’t put my arms around a memory
I wish you knew what it’s like to wake up next to you
Warm bodies silent breathing
You’ve made me some fool
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
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