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I'm not faithless, I'm just paranoid,
It's just wishful thinking against myself,
I trace my hands along ones that aren't there,
Pretending your here helps me realize you're gone.

Staring at my cieling all night again,
I'd like to sleep if I knew I wouldn't dream of you,
And so I lie awake planning the words I'd offer,
Even knowing I'll never have the chance to share them.

They keep telling me about all the other fish in the sea,
but they don't see that I'm calling from a desert,
And words offering comfort in future prospects hold no relief,
Because you had already caught the one that got away.

I still dream of your arms over your head, breathing me in,
You'd whisper the testament of your love in my ear,
And through the thoughts I fight back the tears that scream to stop,
but for the life of me, I can't. I just can't.

And so the farewells we gave so reluctantly to each other,
at the gate at the airport wouldn't be the last,
Set off to war with an embrace of the arms and lips,
Who would have guessed that you were the one to die,
Although I wish it me.
OBEY THE MIGHTY SHITKICKER
#2
Quote by rooster456
I'm not faithless, I'm just paranoid,
It's just wishful thinking against myself,
I trace my hands along ones that aren't there,
Pretending your here helps me realize you're gone.

Staring at my cieling all night again,
I'd like to sleep if I knew I wouldn't dream of you,
And so I lie awake planning the words I'd offer,
Even knowing I'll never have the chance to share them.

They keep telling me about all the other fish in the sea,
but they don't see that I'm calling from a desert,
And words offering comfort in future prospects hold no relief,
Because you had already caught the one that got away.

I like the fish and desert lines.


I still dream of your arms over your head, breathing me in,
You'd whisper the testament of your love in my ear,
And through the thoughts I fight back the tears that scream to stop,
but for the life of me, I can't. I just can't.

I like the testament of love line too, but I don't think the repetition of "I just can't" does anything helpful.

And so the farewells we gave so reluctantly to each other,
at the gate at the airport wouldn't be the last,
Set off to war with an embrace of the arms and lips,
Who would have guessed that you were the one to die,
Although I wish it me.

You mean "Wish it was me"? Also, I wouldn't use "although" because you
aren't necessarily conflicting with the line before it. I think that last line would be much more powerful without it.


It was very well-written.