Is love just an addiction
to coexistence?
Sneaking glances,
stealing touches,we’re on different pagesof different booksbut somehowthese chaptersi n t e r t w i n e . You and I are something.
I said I would miss you
when I crawled into my bed…I’m in my bed now.
I’m scared of what I might find
if I dig deep inside myselfor deep inside your self
When it hurts to breathe
it’s time to go to sleep.
you said
if the truth hurtswe ain’t livin’ right
this is difficult
to always feel aloneto feel so littlewhere did they goI must have separatedmyself from them
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