i can’t get enough of it
that gray area between asleep and awake
i wish i had more time to dream of you
i could spend countless hours
imagining the dimples on your face
or the crease of your eyelids
the same hazy scenario a thousand times
i’ll watch this movie on repeat until i die
you said one day we would marry and as a grown child, i believed you slipped thorns into my mouth i tried to thank you for the roses but blood came pouring out where are you now? where is my heart? i'
it’s a weird place to be, stuck right in between i’m still in love with you, and i deserve more than you gave me when both are, at once, true i liked you much more before i loved you i liked you bette
you made me feel like you loved me even when you don’t. it was just enough for me, ignoring reality for a dream. though the wool was thin, it sat snug against my eyes, nonetheless. i could sculpt it i