some nights i lie awake wishing for you to just hold me and wash away my pain from this world
so on these lonely nights i take my own hand and hold my other hand
and it’s uncomfortable at first but then it slowly faded and becomes a apart of you
and as years past and this habit becomes more and more i feel worser not comforted
after thousands of sunsets have gone on by and the night says hi i cant help but feel like how the moon feels about the sun
they long for one of another but may only see each other on a rare occasion
and one day i hope that rare occasion comes and we can hold each other forevermore
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