I still see you in my dreams. You're close. You kiss me. My hands are tangled in your hair. Everything stops for a moment. Just a split second. It always feels so real. Like I finally took a breathe after my lungs start burning for oxygen. Like im where im supposed to be. Like a dream, if you will. But then you pull away. And time just mercilessly continues. And i wake up.
YOU ARE READING
Bitter
PoetryFor when my thoughts get too bitter for my own head - Not chronological and probably only feels emotional to me. But #idc
