You are what fucks you.
I was spoiled by your presence
and as I sit here part of me thinks
that you just went to the bathroom quick
and that my door will come squeaking open
I’ll hear the beads rattle
and I’ll see your beautiful face come through.
I’ll tell you that I love you
and you tell me that you love me back
you walk over to the bed and plop down
I shut down my computer, turn off the monitor
spin around in the chair in some stupid action pose
I smile and unplug the Chrismas lights that were illuminating the room
darkness floods the room,
with the exception of the red numbers of the alarm clock
I don’t really need to see anyways
I could feel your pull in pitch darkness
from 100 miles away
but you weren’t 100 miles away
no, you were just a few feet away
and so with just a few steps I met you in the dark
and reminded you that I love you again.