september 27.

ice cubes from an empty glass..

when the echoes in my room start to fade and the silence in my ears volumes up..

when the ringing in my brain loses beat and the beating in my heart loses rythm..

i will see your face in my veins and your name in my chest..

the sky will turn red and the clouds will become vapor..

oceans will puddle at my feet and cascades will fall from our eyes..

and i will sink to bottom with the rocks and the fish..

and fill my lungs with your scent..

i can survive on just the thought of you..