"It's four a.m and I'm still awake
Thinking of you
And all the things we could do if you just knew that I loved you
But now it's five and the butterflies came alive
Eating me from the inside making sure I don't forget how I felt when your eyes met mine for the first time in a while
Baby, I lied when I said I was over you
Truth is I need you here with me
Laying close to me, so I can feel your breath against my neck
And admire how beautiful you are when your at peace with yourself
I want to be able to reach out and run my finger along your lips tracing them and thinking of how they would feel against mine
And your eyes
When they flutter open for just at brief second, I can make out sparkles dancing across them
And it's breathtaking."
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I'm not real happy wit this one but at least it's not sad.
Well till next time love, your very own broken girl💜
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Midnight wonders
Poesie•Exulansis: the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it •Sciamachy: a battle against imaginary enemies, against your own shadow. •Eccedentesiast: a person who fakes a smile For some people...
