Why can't I stop having these dreams?
Full of nothing but smiles,
though they haunt me
like nightmares.
Each morning, I awake
in this reality.
A world where only in my dreams,
will we ever be as close
as we once were.
Trying to move on proves difficult, when your subconscious
pesters you with old memories.
Dreams that will never come true.
Feelings,
left to fade and be forgotten.
Perhaps,
some things just aren't meant to
be forgotten 🧠💝
YOU ARE READING
How I Really Feel
PoetryShort stories and poems, most of which are written at some of my lowest points. I've been writing a lot and sharing it to my Instagram, but I figured I'd give my inner thoughts for you here to look at. I'm going to be starting from the beginning, fr...
