The thought.
we will be nothing.
Both the same.
Different perspectives.
What would it be like?
Us.
Being soft for you.
Never getting tired of your idiotic ways.
The nicknames.
Trips
Sex.
So tempting.
Making breakfast in our underwear.
Sounds marvelous.
A fantasy with my lover.
Sadly.
It’s just a dream.
Never happening.
The feeling is torturous.
Best things happen when we dream.
Having someone we really want and love.
A happily ever after.
It’s all a delusional scene.
My heart aches.
We can just dream
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Author:
killer._bee (
Offline) - Published: March 5th, 2019 18:00
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
i feel this poem not gonna lie. it's so hard to feel so passionate for someone and only being able to fantasize a future and doing activities together. great poem, keep em coming!
Thank you.
Much love x
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