I’m numb, everywhere
Except where you kissed me last night.
Don’t read into it too much.
My feelings went 0 to 100
And it’s clear your feelings stood still.
I respect that.
That’s why I’ll ask silently as not to talk to tonight.
Just to lay there close
Watching TV or trying to sleep.
I’ll ask silently because I won’t ask at all.
I’ll live off what you give me
Because although I’m left feeling nothing all day
You become my only 5 senses all night.
So tonight
I’ll hold you a little tighter
Kiss you a little harder
Pull you a little closer
Show you myself a little less.
Because if you’re gonna disappear on me
I have to get used to being numb right?
About the Creator
S.Elizabeth
I love creating the stories, feelings, imagines in my mind in a way that I can also create them in another's. That being said, I mostly write for myself. Please enjoy a usually privately kept space of my cranium. :)
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