imagery

im thinking of words to say to you

i’d see you five-ten years from now

 

i dont think that you know that i’ve been missing you

these nights that are so cruel

i try to run towards you

but you’re already gone

i keep having these dreams

you and me at a park

walking. talking

i look back, you’re already gone

 

even in my waking hours

its always you i see

your face

your scent

its always you

and i hate it

because im doing it involuntarily

i cant control it anymore

i’d want it to stop

but it just wont

 

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