Just A Story

blurry voices

I want to hear her voice one more time....hold her right hand...smile at her jokes that have been created carelessly.... I want to tickle her just one more time.... I want to make her laugh till she cries....make her laugh till her rib cage hurts...I miss this little angel....I want to play with her hair...draw lazy circles around her nose and ear....I want to see her again....I want to hear her call me my dear....slap my left hand when she's laughing.... Why? Because I miss her....I want to count...one two to a hundred while she is showing her fingers...I want to see her apply her lip gloss and stick....I want just her....not mere thoughts and loom....not looking through my window with a sad face....not going through our conversation and laughing like a fool...I want my little white pony....my purple unicorn.... She is she that I want....I want to wipe her tears... I want she telling me she is dead tired....walk with her in day and night...wake her up...and let her call me sweetheart... I want to listen to her voice one more time...I want her..

1000 blurry voices #kingtrap