quiet nights
The world stops
Thoughts like footprints
one at a time.
The days fade into each other
and i am here.
Static sounds break the silence.. Noise.
I wonder
do you?
Does your mind drift to me?
forgotten and farewell the crippling grip. Tired fingers.
dreams, haunted by you.
The imprint of your head on the pillow. nose to nose. The feel of your warm breath.
This pull like two magnetic pieces opposite of the other. Two different worlds collide.
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