Just to hear your voice.

In the morning
I fell into the sobs of your voice
I fell into the cries of loneliness
and never

never have I missed you more

I heard you
on the call of repeat
in a mess of self-torture
because the pain

the pain brings you back to me

You are the one
who should be in my skin
who should hold to my head
when the breaking comes

comes in the morning with your diamonds

I
will never fear what comes
when I have you
with my skin on your skin
my heartbeat against yours

and yours
is the one I cry for