I Always Find Myself Getting Lost In My Own Thoughts. I’ve Thought Of Countless Situations With Many

Drake; Thank Me Now

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Vodka & Melatonin

Looks like my summer vacation is... over.

You are truly beautiful. Yes, you are.

And you are not even real. It's a sweetness in the air, an old yet new fleeting image from a forgotten memory, a breathtaking instant and fast beat skipped, a painful sensation longing to rest in my body forever. This cruel desire is killing me slowly, because I will never know if it loves me back. Even if it did, I'd be lost in myself too much to care or notice.

This eternal melody created by my imagination is winning the game, but I won't lose either.

I would never have dreamed this. Yet I discover mysefl dreaming it constantly, when the sudden urge appears. While my world is shattering, as I try to ignore it. What are you, spirit? Why do you keep appearing near me? Too close. Too real.

I am afraid.

Is it real, my desires, or is it mere envy? Is it possibly both?

Don't answer me, not today, not tomorrow.

Because I want to keep dreaming you just a little more.

★ Totsukuni no Shoujo ★