renyaRx

I stay pearched, pearched just below the point of falling. I stare out of the window thinking about what it must feel to be a rain drop. Just on the point of falling wondering when and how long it will take thinking. Thinking only about you till you come. Till you are in my arm waiting to see your smile. Waiting for you to return only to see you at the door. Your arms are wide open. I am pleading with myself to not run over. You are like a drug my drug and i can't live without you. Once i feel your two arms around me all i can do is listen. listen to your heart beat. Erik...I.I'm sorry i left without telling you where i was. I sta