I don't feel the ache anymore. I don't feel empty.
I enjoy being with you. There is no better. There is worse.
I love being with you. I love your warmth. No one holds me tighter.
You don't ever make me feel inadequate.
I am sorry I am sorry i am sorry i am sorry i really am
sorry doesn't mean shit but i don't know how to make it mean something
I don't know how to make it more than two syllables that feel fitting for the occasion
I don't know how to make Java games or how to make things okay
I can hide under blankets and whisper
i'm sorry
i always wished to be missed
it makes the brutally loud keyboards pitter patter
it gives red numbers blunter edges
i save my birthday wishes
wishing only upon half a wishbone
splitting them amongst pennies
i wish i could see you
crystal clear
