When I pull you close, breathe in.
Make up for the times you've cried.
For the times you've spent sitting alone in your room.
Weeping, clutching to my written words. Make up for the times you've missed the touch of my skin, the frangance of me. Times you've missed me. I've missed you too.
Run to me when you finally see me.
Jump up into my arms, whisper in my ears.
'Carry me away'. This moment you frame,
no fancy white horses but perfect to just us two.
With a tiny peck at the corner of your lips,
I look at you, This one, standing infront of me,
had me going crazyEvery night away from this place, in her arms.
I felt out of place, away from my comfort zone.
Walk with me, atleast give me your hand,
Make up for the times I've crawled into my bed,
pulling my knees to my chest,
swearing at life for taking you away for a moment, a minute.
An hour or a day. Give me your hand, make up for that time.
Times i've missed the touch of your skin, the frangance of you.
Times i've missed you. I know you've missed me too.
Make up for the times you've cried.
For the times you've spent sitting alone in your room.
Weeping, clutching to my written words. Make up for the times you've missed the touch of my skin, the frangance of me. Times you've missed me. I've missed you too.
Run to me when you finally see me.
Jump up into my arms, whisper in my ears.
'Carry me away'. This moment you frame,
no fancy white horses but perfect to just us two.
With a tiny peck at the corner of your lips,
I look at you, This one, standing infront of me,
had me going crazyEvery night away from this place, in her arms.
I felt out of place, away from my comfort zone.
Walk with me, atleast give me your hand,
Make up for the times I've crawled into my bed,
pulling my knees to my chest,
swearing at life for taking you away for a moment, a minute.
An hour or a day. Give me your hand, make up for that time.
Times i've missed the touch of your skin, the frangance of you.
Times i've missed you. I know you've missed me too.
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