My EtherealA Poem by AlexandraI don't want to take medicine anymore. I just want to be alright again. Please. (Sports-Clean Socks)
I used to be the person you confided in on a night like this
I'd wait by the phone to hear about your day You'd tell me when you'd come over So I knew to get everything done by the time of your arrival I'd shower alone Let the body absorb Sing in the shower You were coming home to me My one love My only desire You'd look so exhausted And I was ready to clear your head Let's get food for your empty stomach Let's kiss to destress Let's hold hands while you're on your phone Sleep on your arm Nightmares would creep You'd always find ways to make them disappear Caress my face Kiss this forehead Hold this body tighter I didn't need medicine Because I had you Day came You'd close the curtain so the rays wouldn't come in I probably had to go somewhere that day And you did, too We never moved It was always better being home together than anywhere else I think this is defeat It's been almost two months John's been mourning for his love for two years I think that might be me one day Some things you can't help You'll tell yourself how much you hate them But, at the end of the day They were everything you had Every f*****g thing was yours. Now, you don't even know where they lay there head at night. This is me losing sight of you. Something I was so afraid of doing.
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Added on December 6, 2018 Last Updated on December 6, 2018 |

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