I feel as though I should request permission to aching this much,
I'm begging and pleading, my heart has stopped and needs your gentle touch.
Like a boneless leg, I'm mushed and require you as a crutch,
I thought everything would fade however you haven't budged.
You've stuck,
you're the moon and I'm moonstruck.
You're a fortune but i have little luck.
In the absence of you my joy has eagerly shrunk.
It's not you it's me the clichés beacon out to me,
my feelings do not look for blame you see.
Because I am the mushed boneless knee,
because I am the expired electrified tree,
I'm always surviving by a thread of a seam
and you the sewer stitched an extra dream,
I curse the maker of belief as he deluded my regime,
live is all.
You gave me a tender toss of your affection,
and quickly withdrawaled it and solidified a disconnection.
Don't pretend this was discussed,
we are not on mutual terms.
Distance isn't voyage,
I breathe before I combust.
this is just an adjustment,
we will be fine,
I just require trust
stars don't die, they shine,
a circle is a line.
Take me back in time,
oh please just take me back in time.
