Friday, June 18, 2010

Catch 22

I miss the time that you used to say "I Love you" or "143" even.

Thing is, I yearn to hear those words drip from your familiar lips landing on my skin and soaking through my lonely pores.

I know you won't say them because you fear I may not believe them.
But because you don't say them I struggle to believe that you feel them.
Catch 22
Typical circle created by me and you.

I struggle to remember the last time that you allowed your heart to release those syllables and let them dance freely on the tip of your tongue.

I wish for you to, once again, look me in the eye and allow your soul to hold onto mine. Whilst whispering sweet nothings to the very core of me.

I know you won't say them because you fear I may not believe them.
But because you don't say them I struggle to believe that you feel them.
Catch 22
Typical circle created by me and you.

So tired of feeling alone.


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1 comment:

Zayna Daze said...

'Thing is, I yearn to hear those words drip from your familiar lips landing on my skin and soaking through my lonely pores.' JHHEEEEEZZZZ you killed dis shizzle! those line are my new found muse xx