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But its over…

12 Sep

My hand twitches at thought

an¬†involuntary¬†thing. it can’t be stopped

I try to defect, diverge, distract

but somehow you always surface to the top

I keep thinking I owe you something

I need to rationalise what I’ve lost

your touch, breath, eyes on me

your love, my pain, now a feeling gone soft

Few things tumble in and out of my head

sensations clasp my middle

electricity runs through my fingertips

I cant shake off the rarity with which I fiddle

How can something I thought right

turn out so wrong? so unreal?

this HAS to be the end

but it can’t possibly be, for real

I keep thinking I owe you something

I need to rationalise what I’ve lost

your touch, breath, eyes on me

your love, my pain, now a feeling gone soft