the air freezes
and your joints ache
fingers stretch towards anything thats warm
the clouds blend perfectly with the sky
I make decisions between the stars
wondering if they're yours or mine
still empty handed
I offer you everything
This blood is useless
when you've swallowed my heart
These arms are pointless
when they only hold on
to memories that
become less clear everyday
and these hands
oh,
these hands
how they long for another pair
begging to be held
you inspired me enough to write
but I am no where closer to
where I want and need to be
Tell me...
what now?
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