Tousled hair and our wilted frames
You're asleep in bed, oh darling, and i'm wide awake.
But you turn to me, and your eyelashes dance on my cheek.
Now i'm holding my composure like a dandelion in the wind.
And i feel my petals float away in the distance.
And wishes crawl through the air, and i'm helpless you know.

Your lips are dry
and your hands are cold
and if you're the snowflake then i'll be the storm that catches you below.

Well it's winter now, so grab your coat.
And the piers are closed downtown, so you might be alone.
should i call a cab to make sure that you get home?
Though i hide it well, you know that i'm a wreck.
And i'm happier when i'm drunk with my friends.
Now my moods are as brittle as the leaves that fall to the ground.

Your room is dark
but your bed is warm
and lips are dry
and your hands are cold
as they converse with my side.

Is this what you want?
or did i fuck things up?
Will our threads intertwine?
Will you feel the same for me?


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