My heart is like a hole.
Sucks up the absence of love.
The closure is completely gone.
But we have that goddamn quarentine.
And the heart of a lost teen.
Making that future, making it green.
There's no time for you plus me.
We both have souls with glum and glow.
We both have had some time to grow.
But people are dying of closure and love.
But if i can't be under your roof, then snapchat and social media will have to do.
This breaks me.
Use your hands to take me.
Out of misery.
To that discovery
To get that recovery.
For that absence that is inside of me.
Distancing from from that
You can't fill my hole
When i have to stay at home