it's 11pm
i want to call you
but it's only 3 there
i cant keep screwing up your sleep
but i can't stop missing you
i cant stop needing you

How many days left now?
every time I look
it is still a month
a month
until we are together
a month
until we can get started
on our life

If i could just make a cocoon
crawl into nothingness until then
I eat
I try to sleep
I wait
and i wait

I loathe this silence
this place with out you
this time
this bitter sweet anticipation

I will crawl into my bed soon
Waiting for it to become
our bed
in our home
in our life

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