Off To Sleep
Off to sleep
When I close my eyes to look for sleep’s touch, I think of you.
I think of how our fingertips brushed
How much it meant to me, how little it meant to you.
I hear your breath laughing in my ear at some joke I didn’t say,
but I wish I did.
I remember all of the time we spend together,
even if you don’t.
I can still see all of the little notes you left on my desk
which I wish I kept not just in my heart, but in my hand as well.
It is all so comforting, as I drift away.
Just to know you are in my life.
Even if you are not mine.
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Mist
Fog rolls out of my heart
I know it is making you cold
you shouldn’t stay
I have made you hard
I have made you cold
You shouldn't have to suffer because i do
You don't deserve it
The mist that spills from my nose and mouth is poison
It probably will kill you
Don’t try to stay
I won’t be able to live if you go first
Is that wrong to think about?
I guess i’m guilty of that as well
Its my fault
I should have known
I should have known
I should have
silly goofy post
one thing about me is that I WILL be trying and failing to rhyme, just for sillies.
Haiku #1
Your hand is in mine My heart beating close to yours You, who made me love
i'm never opening up to people again. btw
“my hair journey” what journey did you go on. “journey.” that’s no journey. you had shoulder length hair and you grew it out. the word you want is progression. do not bring frodo and odysseus into this discussion.
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