BorgiaObssessed

I remember an open window sunlight streaming in pretending to warm the cold day and a bed too small for tow but we made it work legs and arms entwined like we needed to be beneath each other's skin I remember my hands tracing down your spine touching fading childhood scars and soft skin I could melt into like butter smooth and natural and together limbs tangled and warm but the sun rises and harsh daylight sets in and you make half-hearted excuses and I accept them packing up my heart and forgetting ( not forgetting) the way your blue eyes sleepily begged me to stay but you pushed me out the door.

I will hold my hands open and you will fall through my fingers like sand- because I can see that we will pass by each other forever and we will waste our days singing the praises of those that we will never meet and I will toss my life into the air for your smile if only it would drag you towards me and you will sit solidly by waiting for a sweet word and a quick smile from someone you will never hear because you do not believe in wasting away day after day, pushing forward against the weight of all for just one glimpse and I will simply remind you of stories that passed long ago and trains that never stopped and you will gh