49 Minutes to Midnight
so this is as it was & will most likely always be with my hands open & my eyes on the sky & the rain in my mouth & i’m laughing again at the world on fire when i’m losing sleep for not hiding my face where it belongs & i’m curled up next to you but too far away to touch
what do you remember?
is it always the same where you are when you were half-asleep & fizzy in the head like you used to be in the days when we were hopelessly lost but now it’s all gone away & i’m too far in to ever let go
i wish i could touch your skin but you’re only words on a page