I just woke up,
it 3:49 AM and I had a nightmare I lost you.
As your hands slipped my fingers,
I begged for you to keep holding on.
But instead you let go.
I guess this nightmare might could have possibly been nothing,
But to me; it proved to be a be kind of evil.
As your grip loosened, my view on reality altered.
For a few moments,
I felt what it would be like to be without you. As if these miles and stretches laid heavy on my heart before,
The weight of your fait tugged me with all of its might,
Ripping me from reality and pegging me between two worlds.
Failure and none.
Because without you I am one of the above.
I can't live in a world without you, you are my number 1.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Of Me, Sorry.
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