Will you be mind?
My time
Is not mine
But our time
You’ve made your bed in my dreams
I lie in it
But
this isn’t me
See,
I would part with my skin
If it weren’t attached
And never look back
But
Each night when I close my eyes for sleep
I see you in my head
Your feet poke out one side of your bed
And oh,
It makes me giddy for you
And so,
I end up crawling in beside you
- Always -
I do
And oh,
In the mornings
I miss you
Alexandra Parapadakis
Mon 19th Aug 2019 13:04
Haha. Thank you all for the comments! It's crazy how someone can still be such a big part of your life even when you no longer see them anymore (in my case, this is because of geographical distance). Even if your conscious mind works to move on, you might still dream of them regularly because your subconscious finds it harder to let go - these are the feelings which my poem stems from