molestermin

What good are dreams when you wake up anyways? 
          	
          	I've been having conversations with the you's I've pulled from our favorite songs. I dream of nightmares still to come, of roots that build nests in trees to sit beside the sun. In these words the distant becomes closer, we can touch things that are no longer here. One lifetime isn't enough for all the people I want to be, darling, can I just remain someone you loved? 
          	
          	

molestermin

What good are dreams when you wake up anyways? 
          
          I've been having conversations with the you's I've pulled from our favorite songs. I dream of nightmares still to come, of roots that build nests in trees to sit beside the sun. In these words the distant becomes closer, we can touch things that are no longer here. One lifetime isn't enough for all the people I want to be, darling, can I just remain someone you loved? 
          
          

Fake___

he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not,
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not,
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not, 
          he loves me, he loves me not.

Fake___

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@Fake___  tbh i don't even care about this kind of shit now, why was I so sensitive back then? I am disgusted wow
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molestermin

you said you loved
          
          winter, so I laughed
          
          away the sun & made
          
          it the only season &
          
          though today home is
          
          love inside myself that
          
          I can’t reach, your fingers
          
          still curl around midnight,
          
          but I’ll be your difference -
          
          you make me want to
          
          memorize the detail to
          
          every minute of every day,
          
          but I don’t want to sleep
          
          if you won’t meet me in my
          
          dreams.

molestermin

this smile is nothing
          
          but a hand on the clock,
          
          a memo dressed as a
          
          reflection that can’t
          
          breathe on the counter
          
          of winter, leave me lost,
          
          but don’t leave me waiting,
          
          I ran out of light when you
          
          walked away & though
          
          every picture is framed
          
          in blood,
          
          send me love.