No thanks, close this window
The warm weather has begun to thaw
all the feelings that i did not want
to ever become unburied
but now they're here, they're in a hurry
to let me know that they've returned
Your thin shape sways in the doorway
with hands and eyes so cold and blue
the blood always failed to rush to them
when i'm standing next to you
as you stand in the doorway and you say
"this is as far as I will go"
yes, i have slept in a regretful bed
for girls who have only faintly said
words that have come from your mouth
and when i thought i heard your voice
I swear to god, my lungs rejoiced
at the thought of breath again
i said " don't get your hopes up,
you know how long we've held it in"
But surely over time, the novelty dies.
I need to catch my breath
Your discomfort suggests the doorway
when i ask where your off to
and you strain to look right past me
and you say " i wish i knew"
and I run to the doorway and I say
" this is as far as I will go"
So come winter, halt my progress
unspoken words passed off as a lack of interest
and so I'll get my coat
and prepare for the cold
I hate getting sick, but i love getting better
which is why i'm going to miss all of the warm weather