When I need you, where are you

Just never there when I need that person to care.

The ghost of you leans against me.

Even the faint conversation is becoming weak.

I guess love took on a different meaning for you as you swipe through the phone.

I see everything you can’t see slipping in the wrong direction.

I hold on to the wrecked beauty still gleaming in the dull room

how long can I wait to have the person I deserved from the start.

A shadow is cast upon my heart, an ink stain is slowly climbing on to the muscle that beats.

Alone I grasp at my chest,

LOST appears on me.

 

 

3rdofthe3rd.

 

Keep smiling.