Lie to me again
Fuck, I love the way you lie. Day after day, night after night.
Breathing used to annoy me; I love it when you breathe. I love the pace, the sound, the comfort it gives me.
Heartbeats used to annoy me; I love it when yours beats. A rhythm that could only cause me stress and want to strangle it shut is now the string that keeps me alive.
The touches, the hugs, the kisses, the blinking, when someone eats, when someone moves, when someone coughs, sneezes, yawns, mumbles, the sound of their walk, the sound of the air when they move. It all used to annoy me. Now I would trade my life for five seconds of you making noise next to me.
Please move, please walk, please mumble and yawn, sneeze and cough as loud as you want. Just please eat loudly, please blink loudly, please kiss me loudly, please live loudly. Please, just fucking please.
Please lie and tell me you're next to me.
Please make a sound, any, please.
I would take a meltdown over knowing I'm alone. Just…
Fuck, I love the way you lie and tell me you're real. Just.
Please, lie to me again.










