Miss Him

 

Blocked by these two

These two perfectly perfect people of perfection

And I can't seem to undress my lies

Once I look into their eyes; I'm empty living this life

All I wanted was him until he walked in...

 

What I feel when I kiss you,

the heat of your skin and pink of your cheeks

and when I touched you, my heart races

we could dance over this moment,

but you know, kissing you makes me miss him

 

Out on a cliff, dragging everyone down with me

This isn't working, imperfection is noted as negativity

with him, beauty is all I'll ever be