An empty bed, empty living room, empty house, walking circles until I settle down.
Plenty of calls can be made but no hands to hold, even in Summer it gets frigid so cold.
Snap, out of left and right ear whispers, I don’t need disturbances, swings, embarrassing misses, misleading messages pave fading kisses.
Stay away until this desire is exhausted, canceled, buried, put to rest, resting on peace.
I don’t want to swim in sin, lonely feelings shouldn’t and can’t win, my wants aren’t needs, changing winds,
Oh I don’t want to swim in sin, chasing hugs, an addictive drug, I, I should think of being loved by a human shrugging heartily in its absence.
They say they’re on the way but they never arrive, fairy tales bloom on paper never to thrive in real life, forgive my pessimism.