I was on the edge,
Turmoil in my head,
I dreamt about you,
Your floppy brown hair falling,
On your glowing porcelain face,
Your secretive smile lighting up your face,
You did not speak a word to me,
Just as you never would in reality,
I thought I was brave,
But your being silenced my lips,
It all felt so real,
Like you were right there,
And all I had to do was to run to you,
And I would start existing for you too.
I saw you were happy,
Unlike every picture of you that I had seen,
But still the real you seemed so different,
From the only me,
I knew that I had nothing to give but my heart,
And I had already given it away to you,
Way before the first glimpse at you that felt so real,
Maybe that is why,
Yet again I remained still by my window,
Looking at you,
Memorising you because,
Subconsciously too,
I knew you were too good to be true,
And to far to be mine.
-He was my crush.
-Oyin B.
Often we have dreams we cannot explain but they are about dear people or moments. So here is one about that. Please vote, share and comment if you can relate.
May you have a dream about your crush too!
Love,
Oyin.
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Darkness and Light
PoetryThe kind of poetry that you read and then read again, because you find too much of yourself lost in it.
