Late night conversations in my head and heart

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I lay in my bed, unable to sleep, just wondering if he was thinking of me. I've had dreams, waking fantasies of him and I. What would it be like to touch his skin? What would it be like to breathe him in? I want to run my fingers through his thick black inky hair and to stare into those soulful eyes of his. He has the most beautiful smile that makes me wet simply imagining it. I miss him , but I have never seen him in person, talk to him, let alone. How can I miss him? I crave to be near him to be close, but as I lay in my bed, it seems so farfetched and impossible. Imagine the Pacific Ocean and how far it stretches. We might as well be the Pacific. I've made love to you 1 million times in my head, but I tell my heart to let you go. It's like trying to tell myself not to breathe. How did I fall so in love with you? I ask myself this question every single day. Are we somehow connected? You are so far up in the sky that I could never reach a star, let alone hold one. I'm so confused. I don't know what to do with how I feel. Should I let it go? Should I try to forget you? I don't want to forget you ever. I want to love you forever. I want to give you all my love and support. I love that you could be so open with me, I love that you could bare your heart to me and viceversa. I want to be with you. I want to see you smile everyday, I want to drink coffee with you, I want to tease you, I want to hug you when you are rewarded for being an excellent person, I want to be your person that's standing next to you holding your hand telling you I'm so proud of you. I want to shag you in all three of your vehicles like I promise to do. I want to be your safe haven, I want to be the person you come to when you're frustrated, I want to be that person you look at with love in your eyes. I want to do everything with you for the rest of my days. I'm in love with you, I love you. I love you, the man you are, that annoying but weird person you are. I don't want our love to pass by in this life. I want to show you how great love is. How much longer will my tears wet my pillow. My soul cries for you even when you threw me away. It still cries thinking about how excited I would be talking to you at night. Even from across this wide Pacific, I wish you the very best in 6 even if I miss you in this one, I will always love you in the next. I would hope you wouldn't forget about me, but in the world you live in, that's nearly impossible as well.

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