• I.L.Y.

    by  • July 3, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Waxing Poetic • 0 Comments

    you taught me to lie

    and to fight past the tide

    fight to pass the time

    will you be mine

    your lips made me fly

    i miss smelling you as we laid on our sides

    unplugging alarms that sat so close to the bedside

    nothing more soothing than your nose resting on my right eye

    getting lost in your arms, losing track of the time

    i loved your life

    can we call it a tie

    we’re both better off with you by my side

    i yell why

    why do i try

    sometimes. . . i cry

    live and let die

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