Tuesday, October 6, 2009

3 months 10 days

I miss the sound of your voice
And I miss the rush of your skin
And I miss the still of the silence
As you breathe out and I breathe in

If I could walk on water, If I could tell you what’s next
Make you believe, make you forget

So come on, get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire in the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love

I miss the sound of your voice
The loudest thing in my head
And I ache to remember
All the violent, sweet,
perfect words that you said

If I could walk on water, if i could tell you what’s next,
make you believe, make you forget

I miss the pull of your heart
I can taste the sparks on your tongue
I see angels and devils
And God
when you come on

So, come on, get higher
Come on, get higher
'Cause everything works love
Everything works in your arms

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I miss carelessly spending our summer together. I wish we still had every lazy day. But I know this year determines our future. Seperately and together. Wherever we do end up, we're in it together. I dont care how young and naive I sound. You make me do better. You make me want to do the best. I'm so thankful for you. Thank you for putting up with me through my good and ugly. I'm so in love with you.

I know I get to see you everyday and this may be a bit ridiculous but it's you that I'm constantly thinking of and missing. Your sweet kisses and your warm arms. I want to get lost in your eyes. These words are all beautiful but empty compared to how you make me feel.