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I still dream about you.

My mind crafts scenarios in my head that seem so perfect, that seem so real, and then when I join the real world again, you're still gone and I'm still alone.

We smile at each other and whisper confessions under our breath, but our words never make it to reality because as soon as I wake up, I'm joined by the empty side of my bed once again.

And I am painfully aware as to who I lost.

I know that you are moved on, you no longer want me, but I still want you more than anything that this world can offer and my mind knows that.

So it makes me re-live how it felt to be with you every single night and I no longer thank them for anything.

Instead, I wake up alone, and stare at my ceiling.

Hoping my dreams will stop soon.

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