I need you here.
The night is so endless and comfortably cold. It doesn't chill, it cools and all the boiling heat of summer goes away, if allowed to. I wish I could share this cold and feel the coldness of your skin, of your breath and look into your ice-like eyes and hear your cold words. I'm ready to let you see my heart of ash, to feel my skin burn to your touch, to have my blood freeze over and become blue and white.
I am ready to close my eyes and fall into your arms. I am ready to close my mind and let you take control. I am ready to break my broken heart one more time because pain feels so much more real than civilized numbness. Bring me your scorn and bathe me in your inconsideration.
I want you here.
The night is so endless and comfortably cold. It doesn't chill, it cools and all the boiling heat of summer goes away, if allowed to. I wish I could share this cold and feel the coldness of your skin, of your breath and look into your ice-like eyes and hear your cold words. I'm ready to let you see my heart of ash, to feel my skin burn to your touch, to have my blood freeze over and become blue and white.
I am ready to close my eyes and fall into your arms. I am ready to close my mind and let you take control. I am ready to break my broken heart one more time because pain feels so much more real than civilized numbness. Bring me your scorn and bathe me in your inconsideration.
I want you here.
