I dreamt of you.
I dreamt of us taking a long way home with the night's coldness—
taking a long way home with the wind kissing our faces.
I dreamt of us counting the stars while
I lean my head on your chest,
listening to the most beautiful melody I've ever heard,
your heartbeat.
I dreamt of us watching movies with popcorn and waffle in our hands, giggling noiselessly when it comes to weird scenes on the movie.
But sadly,
I have to wake up.
YOU ARE READING
The Untolds
PoetryThere are things in life that you wish you could tell people easily, but you find yourself didn't find any single words, combine it into sentences and make it whole as a story, then tell it to people that some of them, will judge you easily before y...
