redundancy.

it's been long since we've spoken; it's been four years since i've heard your voice.

remember that horrible month of 2010 when everything happened to you? i remember the morning you told me your cousin's fiance had committed suicide. i was riding the bus to work; it was grey and gloomy and i was listening to adonais because you had sent me lyrics from it once. that was the week when Poe had gotten really sick and you ran into an ex who stalked you. i remember you telling me you wanted to run away to me and i told you to come to me but you never did. it was a horrible month. you were 27.

my grandpa passed away last week and all i can think of is how i wish you were still around so i could talk to you. so i could lose myself in the pitch of your voice if only for 10 minutes. so i could ask you not to run away to me but to run away together.

i wish i could talk to you; to hear your voice and to listen to your laugh.

i wish you had me in your arms; i need you tonight.