Monday, January 16, 2012


I hope when you fall asleep I infect your dreams. With every dream, I hope you grow more and more love sick. I hope you imagine me holding you tightly, feel the warmth of my breath against your neck, imagine my fingers running through your hair, the touch of my lips against yours, grasping your hips and taking away your resolve...Then I hope you wake up, distraught, lonely, sick, as though something has been taken from you, just like you've been taken from me.

1 comment:

  1. She awoke to the comforting sound of your heartbeat echoing through her soul but as it gradually faded into the darkness her body was chilled by the cold reality that there was only one sound that remained, her tears.