In the morning I’ll be somewhat alive
Just like I’m somewhat alive now
Fighting and fighting
You come up because I was thinking of you in moments I shouldn’t have
Because he was standing in the doorway
And I wondered if he was even really here
Like an ethereal being
Like no one else has as much patience
Like no one else has given me as many second chances
Like at the moment I wondered if he really cares
Like the moment I wonder if it’s all meaningless
When it has to end
Because it has to end
The one who holds me in arms empty burned away and gone
Where there’s no flesh to hold on to
When I feel safe
Where he is
Where he isn’t
I still love you
I will always love you
Yes I’m selfish and foolish
No I would never get bored of you
Yes I do know what who what I want
Come,
My golden haired beautiful gone boy
Let’s wrap ourselves in these blankets
And when I dream of you tonight
In the room where we walk talk explore
Dream
For hours
Come my beautiful compassionate boy
Let’s sleep
Come and sleep with me
I miss you I love you I look for you every day
Today you were the guy on his phone sighing exasperatedly
Tonight you’re the creak in the house
When I asked
Are you really?
And you said yes
And told me to go the fuck to sleep.
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