𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 - 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳

It was just a dream.

It was just a damn dream.

But why does it feel so real? Why do I still feel this pain?

It always has me up on my bed with my fists curled into two small balls, my duvet crushed under my pale knuckles with tears tirelessly running down my cheeks permanently scaring my cheeks for life.

This feeling

This pain

This hollowness

Are all I have and all I ever will have.

I know I'm not just dreaming.

I'm reliving the most painful memories of mine every damn night.

And I'm okay with it because the truth of knowing that I don't have to relive those memories again, in reality, comforts me, soothes me to sleep just to tear me apart as delicately as possible till am screaming out your name.

x------x

#6 in reallifeexperience