You.
You were the countless nights I've spent dreaming about,
The countless nights I didn't want to wake up from
Because when I woke up,
You weren't there.
It was just me in a empty bed, holding on to
Memories of you.
YOU ARE READING
Countless Nights
PoetryCountless Nights I have dreamt of you, Hoping when I woke up You would be there. (I will try and come up with a better description but for right now this is all I got)
