25 days (s l o w u p l o a d s).

d a y t w o: pocket of dreams.

Pocket of Dreams.

And I'll store you in my pocket of dreams,

So that one day you will no longer be in my bubble of fantasies,

But standing right here, with me.

To hold me,

And assure that the war dawning inside my heart is nothing--

But the innervation one recieves when they are with the one they long for.

Yes, I long for you.

Your voice eases my deepest emotions

And your touch relaxes my limbs, making me feel as if i can be set free from it all and be with you.

To be with you is all I ask for.

And I'll store you in my pocket of dreams,

So that one day you may come to me a different form.

And you will longer be in my bubble of nightmares,

but standing miles away from me.

Yes, I detest you.

There are moments where you brighten the nights sky like the stars,

But there are moments aswell when your face is disquised in a sly, slick venom, hardening against your features each time you look at me.

To be away from you is all I ask for,

To be away forever.

And I'll store you in my pocket of dreams,

So that one day you will no longer be in my bubble of memories,

But standing right here, with me.

Yes, I reminice of you.

But I do not regret what I did.

My heart was telling me no,

But my mind was saying otherwise.

I gripped the cold hard metal in my sweaty palms, And thats when I did it.

And when I did, my hatred was replaced with nostalgia.

For you to be at peace is all I ask for.

And you are,

In my pocket of dreams.

-thesafesthaven