"Lately, I've been thinking maybe, I need to be honest, honest with myself. Save me, I don't plan on changing, caught up in the same things, all me, no one else. Daydreaming confused and often misconstrued, my intentions they are pure, I never can be sure..." -Ravi, Lately (on Spotify)
I keep replaying moments in my head.
Seconds, minutes, hours I found myself spending with him.
Is it bad that I enjoyed myself so much?
Is it wrong to wish and hope one day he could see me as something more?
I don't even know how he looks at me now...
-.-
Age is nothing but a number but why does it feel that with him the odds are against me?...
I say this but then I have these moments when I'm almost certain I could really mean something to him.
I see it when I sleep and always regret that it was just a dream
Hope that doesn't sound weird or anything...
>~<
He came to me when I was sleep
I really wish I'd never woken from that dream
He was beautiful and perfect to me...
But I woke up
And now I'm always hoping to see him while I sleep
^.^
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PoetryThese words express different times in my life that left me feeling the need to write. I can't say everything you see in the beginning is what I feel now, but these are the words I can't always share stories.