muerta de sed

i want to talk to you so badly right now even though you just signed off. i want to hear your voice, your words, i want something to anchor me because tonight is the kind of night when i need someone to hold on to me and not let go. i don't want to be alone. pleae. don't leave me standing here alone. i'm listening to ani and thinking of you and my fingers are aching for the steel strings of the guitar to play and play and play till there's nothing left of me no emotions no nothing.