06 November 2012

addiction.

in the dead of the night
when all the world's a sleeping
I lie on my bed, untouched by light
awake and dreaming 
my thoughts carry their themselves to you
I picture you with me
all warm and cuddly too
these longings to be held and to hold
they never become old
I am addicted to your presence

I am addicted to you.

so come by as soon as you can
I miss you day, by day
night, by night
you have come into my life,

please stay, do not go away.



p.s: oh. oh. rindu.

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