Aj0925

Picnics on a  vast green , kissing a beautiful girl, sunsets on an unfamiliar but relaxing beach, and then I met you... don't misunderstand I don't mean you kill dreams, I mean after we met, you were all my dreams come true

I met you excitedly for the first time after we talked ALL NIGHT on Facebook and a month later I fucked it up, apologized, fucked it up, and then.. I stopped and realized how any of my dreams were encompassed in the sound of your voice

I realized that you deserved better, so I got better

Fast forward a bit

Ever since we met, I haven't dreamed.. my subconscious KNOWS that since I have an angel in my life, no fantasies are needed, I have all the magic in my life right here in the interwoven grip of our hands.

And then I start dreaming again..

You left.. say I was holding you back like an elephant laying on your chest when all you wanted to do was breathe, you see I didn't know that I suffocating you

But now that you're gone.. I dream, I dream of the light brown shape of your hair, I dream of the yawns and groans of stretching when I call you when your asleep because all I wanted was to hear your voice.. I dream of her.. The perfect curvature of her smile, how she was so much better than what I deserved, but mostly how she might never come back.. how she's still every one of my dreams manifested into one entity sent from GOD HIMSELF. so If I space out or I ask you to repeat yourself, don't take it personally, I'm... just... dreaming.