You are stuck
In my head
I fall asleep thinking of you
I wake up, in a confused
State.
Wondering why the fuck
I dreamt of you.
Of why you were reading to me
Of why our hands were touching
My heart breaks everytime I open my eyes
Because it's not real
And I still can't find out
Why it's you
YOU ARE READING
ØVERTHINKING
PoetryØverthinking leads tø fear. Fear leads tø anxiety. Døn't knøw what's inside øf me. F A L L I N G Everyøne has their demøns. Søme møre than øthers. These are mine
