Tonight i'll be dreaming of you.
Will you dream of me too?
You pulled the flaws from my veins,
Yet i'll still dream of you.
Once falsely believing you,
you had the complexity of the cosmos.
Blessed by the absence of your presence,
If I wait,
I will trust in time that we will meet again.

With time
they dissipate

no harm
but some broken thought

ash-tray philosophies; you
have a lungful

of sorrows.