orange skies were over our heads
The blood of what once was the future for us
Now seeps into my sheets
The stains are something that now
When someone lays with me, they’ll see it.
They’ll see how alive we could have been
how much time was spent
Where our future could have went
The way that we wanted, the life that we had started.
The seeds we planted
Something that could have only been imagined
Together, you and I
it could have been
im not sad
i promise.
I've accepted it.
we will never be friends again.
i fell in love with a friend. she told me a dream about her being trapped inside of this house and every single room she went in. she had to restart. until she eventually got out. and when she got out, it was beautiful, the sun was setting, the skies had an orange tint. ~
that same night, i had a dream about someone chasing me with a guy Fawkes mask. our dreams collided. now, we'll never share a bond that close again.