wish you were here

catefrances

so... im sitting quietly listening to the rain fall on the roof
the constant patter reminds me youre not here
the storm clouds closed in this morning
i shoulda seen the warnings

too much thinking too much silence
too many what ifs too much denial

i remember back when we loved these times together
sitting close and touching just to feel
but every drop now magnifies the loneliness
and the chill in the air makes it harder to breathe

too much thinking too much silence
too many dreams too much time gone

i pull the blanket round me tighter
use the fresh brew filling the mug to keep my hands warm
little things add up and suddenly im a wreck
wish you hadnt decided you had to get out of this place

too much thinking too much silence
so much violence wheres your love now??

acrossssSsssshittt

it hurts... bad

mickeyrat

acrossOceans wrote:

it hurts... bad

yes IT does.

The loss. The f'n senseless loss.