sometimes i wake up from a chaotic nightmare shaking and sobbing tangled in my bed sheets i'm drenched in a cold sweat and when i try to scream out for help the only word that i can taste is your name
sometimes i wake up because sleeping pills stop working for me and the only way i can fall asleep is by pretending that my pillow is you and then i hold it for dear life because if i still had you that's what i would do
sometimes i wake up and i see you reading a book or flipping through your math notebook and all i can think about is the way your lips are relaxed and thick and loose and how amazing they felt on mine and i think my heart bleeds just a little
sometimes i wake up and our song is on the radio and i have to try as hard as i can not to stand up and pull you into my arms and twirl you around the room or maybe put my fist through a wall
sometimes i wake up at two in the morning and i sit up in my bed and i count the ways i could try to win you over again and when i give up on that i just visualize the beautiful parts of you-your mouth, the bones in your cheeks, hell, every piece of you
and sometimes i wake up and i can't breathe and i imagine you breathing love back into my lungs until i exist again
sometimes i wake up and i forget you're gone
YOU ARE READING
Poésie
PoetryI have a lot of feelings so I write a lot of things. (This anthology contains all of my poems, so anything in any of my other poetry anthologies will also be here.)
