Your name burns like poison in my veins,
echoing like piercing screams inside my head.
Pulsing through my body,
I’m enraged.
You’re always gone,
I’m angry that I cant be angry.
I hate that your voice is the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard,
but I cant hear it when I want to.
My muscles clench because your touch is so gentle,
but I never get to feel it.
You’re present in my sleep but you’re absent in my bed.
You chase me in my dreams, I smile.
But you haunt me in my consciousnesses.
The only thing that brought us together keeps us apart.
Sometimes I go back to that curvy country road
and I watch our silhouettes fade into the darkness.
I’m angry that I can’t be angry.
I’m angry that it’s hard to reach your love.