Crazy (In Love) Without You

 

Last night I could smell you in the air, on my sheets; I couldn't rest. 

The lingerings of jasmine and wood, it was addictive; it smelled like you.

I inhaled so deeply, and fully, I started to turn blue – you're intoxicating.

 

I couldn't settle down; I stacked my mattresses high and scrubbed my sheets,

you’re like the unbearable pea, I couldn't ignore your absence; it consumed me.

The feathers in my pillow turn concrete, there’s a permanent ache in my neck without you.

 

I couldn't resist, the thought of you compelled my body awake.

My head felt weighted by memories of you, my body felt tension without your caress.

You overtook me, controlling me unknowingly; if you had asked me to die for you I’d have cut my wrists for you.

 

When I paced around, I saw images of you; the breeze reminded me of you.

When I sat too still, my bluebird sung for you, the darkness was not enough to shut you out.

I chugged a bottle of your perfume hoping it would taste like you,

the bitterness couldn't satiate the taste buds that yearn for you – the bottom of the bottle started to look like you.

 

I threw the bottle out my three story window and heard it shatter,

it sounded just like you. The scattered pieces almost resembled you;

“Forgive me!” I cried and jumped out to pick up the fragments. I was coming to save you.

I held them tight, the wet glass felt like you. I licked the shard desperately and it tasted just like you. 

Laying here in this hospital bed is worth seeing you.

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by Misha Puello Brasil