Wednesday, March 17, 2010

restless

why oh why
uneasy and restless I felt
if it is right to miss
those talks that drift me to feigned slumber
those random laughs that kept me awake
those awkward silences that left me staring at the ceiling
and
the touch of your hands
the scent of your hair
the heat of your skin
the sound of your breath
oh how I missed
those sleepless nights

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