I can see my future when I'm with you.
Waking up the next morning laying next to you.
Making us dinner after a long day.
The only memory of last night,
Is you kissing my head goodnight.
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crossing bridges // poetry
Poesíareally short, random, grammatically incorrect, shit I've put together called poems. **TRIGGER WARNING** #21 in #freementalillness (11/29/18) #42 in #mentalproblems (11/18/18) #670 in #mental (11/22/18) #907 in #depressing (11/24/18)
poem 2.7
I can see my future when I'm with you.
Waking up the next morning laying next to you.
Making us dinner after a long day.
The only memory of last night,
Is you kissing my head goodnight.