We fell in love here,
in this room,
under these blankets
Spilling our words to the quietness of our heart beats
and feeling the spaces in between our fingers
until our eyes couldn't take it anymore
We fell apart here,
on this bed,
heads on these pillows
Fighting to spit out the right words to fix us,
yelling over our thundering heart beats
and wishing sleep would take the pain away
I still feel you here,
under this ceiling,
within these painted walls
and I miss you
By Chloe Elizabeth
It's 8:49 p.m. and yeah