Don’t you ever call me crazy when
I wonder where you are and who you’re with
How you didn’t answer when I call and wonder if you’re still breathing or alive
You’re lucky someone’s mind goes wild over the thought of you
Whenever I need more air, let me breathe
Let me drown on my own silence
Watch me float quietly on the shoreline
As I come back to your arms come dawn
Sometimes I’ll believe in sweet, succulent words
But often close my ears and call you a liar
Show me how your beautiful mouth is nothing
Compared to your skillful, powerful hands
But most of all, give me what I want — the truth
The flawed, the wild, and the dirty
Show me how trully painful it is
Love unhinged, uncontrollable, real
Airah Writes 