Every inch of me
is craving you
And it’s lonely in here
In my bones
In my blood
In my organs
It’s empty
in the pit of my stomach
when your arms aren’t around me
Surrounding my body
I wish it was yours I could feel
warm and smooth
so alive, so real
But there’s only dead space
between me and the wall
I brought an extra pillow for comfort
but it doesn’t breathe at all
and it doesn’t hug back
I have a longing
for your touch
for your kiss
that adds a whole new meaning
to the feeling I’ve known as “to miss”
Laying in the dark
when my fingers graze the sheets
I wish it was skin I was was feeling
someone with a heart beat
Sometimes I open my eyes
in the dead of the night
and expect to feel you moving
your face lit with moonlight
I want you to kiss me
on my shoulders
on my neck
whisper that you love me
as if I could ever forget
But for all these nights
it’s just me
and the place between my arms
is feeling way too empty
July 9, 2012 at 12:03 pm
July 9, 2012 at 12:13 pm
You convey that longing and loneliness so well. My one question is: what on earth does that have to do with Linux and operating systems (couldn’t help seeing your tags)?
July 9, 2012 at 12:30 pm
Hahahahaha, no idea. They were suggested tags so I just went with it.
Thanks though!
July 13, 2012 at 12:34 am
Ahhhh … marvellous
July 13, 2012 at 11:12 pm
Thank you