Sunday, 1 June 2014

MIA.- missed in all.

Disappear? It's not just words. It's missing you every single moment.

I might have read the words "doesn't he sleep?"

You know the answer to that. Just as I think I know the answer to that one, applied to you.

I can guess more at a glance than most on reading a whole dissertation. Just in the same way I know what not to cook for you. Because I listen instead of hearing.

I'd like to be the He, but you're leaving me more like Helium.

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