Trouble is, I'm deadly serious.
Saturday, 22 January 2011
Us
Smooth hands running along legs that should be running out your door,
but this is what we keep making mistakes for.
Don't fall asleep until I wake you up,
be quiet until we hold ourselves together.
This is perfect but it's the worst move we've made.
Missing you creates a nightmare that only we've shared.
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