Itchy Feet
We are explosive
I am breathless here
I am sick with this
He knows
There's a distance in his eyes
This uncompromising situation
As she is awakening
He will soon be wondering
For how long I will still love him
There was never love from the beginning
He knows
There's an erratic rhythm to my breathing
Cracks have started showing
From the nape of my back
Curling up my spine
Trailing towards the opening
Just a root at the beginning
A leaf for every man
Reminding me to stop
Acting so hastily
I am sick with this
I never wanted this
The coolest soul
The incredible fondness
I was only passing through
I'd said
Then the wanton intensity started to exist
I am sick with this
He knows
Shying away from me
Making himself ready
To me
He was just another
Another lover
Someone to bide my time
Until again I felt the usual feeling
Of me falling into the abyss
Me getting locked away
As she escapes
The only way if stopping memories awakening is to
Let her escape this
With her comes itchy feet
As its too exhausting keeping her asleep
I'll leave when he's asleep
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