The closeness.
The summer I once had.
I can tell you love him beneath those eyes.
He and I have a bond that I don't want to lose.
But things change.
Things get fused.
Everything happens for a reason, right?
Those reasons are longed for before the end of the story.
My mind says no, but my heart longs for it.
I think I'm scared of the answer but I can't ignore the beeping in my head.
Maybe I should let the machine pick up and make the words run in my head like the print of a good book.
Maybe I'm holding onto something that was never mine.
I'm reality, you never know where you're waking up in the morning, ontop of a cloud, in a strangers bed but I can hope next to you.
Maybe it's all dream, in reality, nothing is as it seems.
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