you kill me sometimeswhen we first talked again, i slept with your old shirt wrapped around a stuffed animal. i pretended the smell of you was still caught in the fibers of it, that holding something tangible in my arms would make me feel less empty.you kill me sometimes by bangingonkeyboards
It's hot in my apartment even if you're not hereWhy do I wake up,It's hot in my apartment even if you're not here by TheStoyTeller
halfway drowning in sweat and rattling thoughts
about who you could be,
candles in my room down to their wicks end,
and me just laying in bed for a few hours.
the worst part is that you're not ignoring me.
I could call you up,
lasso a conversation like we never left our last one
tell you I love you like always
but it's worse
because you would only ever be half there.
I could never have all of you,
could never take the full moon for what it is.
so why do I try to sleep,
with a wild hare up my ass
about what could have been of us,
candles burning brighter and hotter
than all of the solar system,
drowning in perspiration
when I know I'll just lay in bed for hours.