I told myself to steer clear of thoughts you, and to avoid the streetlights, because underneath them was where we used to dance. I know I'm fine alone, but your voice lingers in the strangest places, and underneath my skin is where you hide. And this side of me you've only known, has always been the best of me...and I'll keep dying in your absence as our love being gone sets me free.
YOU ARE READING
in your absence
PoesiePerhaps I love you too little, because there is still so much you don't understand...for I crave touch, just not from your hands.
