• tequilawords 10w

    I am just sitting here in my room
    With my old ink and paper in my lap
    It's been half an hour
    And I am so tired
    My mind is so full
    I need an escape
    So bad, and yet
    I want to carve you on this piece
    Of paper, so beautifully
    And yet I can't
    After two hours, now
    All I can do is dream about you
    The dream where the left side of the bed,
    Still belongs to you.