when i sleep, i don’t dream of you
i’m sorry
but it’s true
i don’t dream of you, i don’t see you
i barely ever hear from you
the polaroids on my bunk walls are gone
i covered them with pressed flowers and rotting leaves
i covered them with doodles of daydreams
of open skies and crooked wings
i gave myself some air to
breathe & forget
and i’m sorry love
i didn’t mean to
i swear
my lips turned blue when the ground turned white
i loved you more each day,
but you lie about where you go at night
and i lay my **** bare
so i’m sorry love
i didn’t mean to
i swear
..but also, i think, i'm only pretending to care...
Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 1:27 PM UTC
when i sleep, i don’t dream of you
i’m sorry
but it’s true
i don’t dream of you, i don’t see you
i barely ever hear from you
the polaroids on my bunk walls are gone
i covered them with pressed flowers and rotting leaves
i covered them with doodles of daydreams
of open skies and crooked wings
i gave myself some air to
breathe & forget
and i’m sorry love
i didn’t mean to
i swear
my lips turned blue when the ground turned white
i loved you more each day,
but you lie about where you go at night
and i lay my **** bare
so i’m sorry love
i didn’t mean to
i swear
..but also, i think, i'm only pretending to care...
