I laid here hollowed
Time passing me by
Seamless, naked
Her face in a dream
Just a memory
And through my mind
Again and again
Her thoughts, Do I cross
As she does mine
As such even though
Should I hold a real place
In her memories
And yet she's there
In my daydreams, we love
Like nothing else, we love
When my heart stopped
And gave way
Still just a dream when I wake
Empty again
wondering
- Author: MrNobody40 ( Offline)
- Published: June 6th, 2019 13:41
- Category: Unclassified
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