touch.

tell me

tell me goodnight even if it's not yours

i'll only say good morning when you do

i'm walking a thin line here

between running away and staying with you

i'll wake with the sun in my eyes

that's when the moon's on yours

and you're only a string of words away

but that's not really what you say

(between the lines, nonetheless

who knows of the monstrosity

hiding in these pixels?)

tell me if you're okay, if i'm okay-

are you? are you in love with where you are?

i was there, once, and i fell in love with it.

tell me, tell me

everything, please - i want to be

part of you so much sometimes

it gets so overwhelming

so why not make it simple

and tell me

goodnight and good morning

even when it's not yours.