Hi.
I'm looking at the moon right now.
I bet you're seeing the sun.
Anyway, I saw someone who looks just like you.
He stared at me a lot.
I really thought it was you.
Fuck it.
I was hoping it was you.
Because it's hard;
I'm stuck in this fucking nightmare with him.
He should've been you.
Both him and the man i saw at the restaurant.
It's fucking killing me.
Because right now, you're the song on the radio.
I really miss you.
I hope you're happy,
Even if it's impossible for you to come back to me.
To us.
I really miss you, dad.
I love you so much.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts when I can't sleep
PoetryOr other things. I update whenever my heart skips a beat. May contain poetry or some personal shizazzle.