I can't fall asleep without first imagining you wrapping your arms around me, and kissing my lips.
There is no cringing.
Your heart is beating for me.
Imagination fades into dream.
We lay wrapped up together for a while, talking about the world, in total agreement with each others viewpoints.
You ask me if I would marry you.
I say, "of course", and start to cry.
Then I wake up, tears pouring from my eyes.
You aren't there.
You never were.
None of this was ever real.
I will never be able to let myself admit it.
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