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The covers surround me, I'm encased in bed sheets. My pillow so wet in tears, As I drift away, To my little world. In my little world, You are there. My sweet. My beautiful. Friend? It doesn't matter what we are, As long as you're here. Recently - It's awkward. But you're still gentle. Still here. My view on you has really changed. Hasn't it? There's this small ember, A flickering, Flame of hope, Just like the one on your lighter. I cry to you. Among these serene, delicate fields. You listen. No one gets me as much as you. Is it really just forbidden love? You're not cruel, And I'm just relieved, To be trapped in your presence, In the miraculous, In the divine, I bathe in your light. But, It's all fantasy, The dread summons me, The grey pulls me out. I can't look you in the face. After that night, So I retreat, Away from your sight. You've filled my life with empty lies, Cigarette burns on my neck, They sting, Like your piercing cold stare. Once, You asked me, "what if i were the devil?" I hoped your kindness proved you wrong, Instead, You were right. I try to fill your space in my heart, Nothing fits as right, Nothing binds together, Nothing takes flight. This is my hell. You were right. In my little world, But no, Here, This is real. You're just rotten to the core. You have stabbed me in my very heart. That is when, My dear friends, I return to this little world, And hope to never return.
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May 26
May 26, 2026 at 5:38 PM UTC
My little world
The covers surround me, I'm encased in bed sheets. My pillow so wet in tears, As I drift away, To my little world. In my little world, You are there. My sweet. My beautiful. Friend? It doesn't matter what we are, As long as you're here. Recently - It's awkward. But you're still gentle. Still here. My view on you has really changed. Hasn't it? There's this small ember, A flickering, Flame of hope, Just like the one on your lighter. I cry to you. Among these serene, delicate fields. You listen. No one gets me as much as you. Is it really just forbidden love? You're not cruel, And I'm just relieved, To be trapped in your presence, In the miraculous, In the divine, I bathe in your light. But, It's all fantasy, The dread summons me, The grey pulls me out. I can't look you in the face. After that night, So I retreat, Away from your sight. You've filled my life with empty lies, Cigarette burns on my neck, They sting, Like your piercing cold stare. Once, You asked me, "what if i were the devil?" I hoped your kindness proved you wrong, Instead, You were right. I try to fill your space in my heart, Nothing fits as right, Nothing binds together, Nothing takes flight. This is my hell. You were right. In my little world, But no, Here, This is real. You're just rotten to the core. You have stabbed me in my very heart. That is when, My dear friends, I return to this little world, And hope to never return.
based on some of my recent dreams and trying to break away from attachment from a person
Mixael
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May 26
May 26, 2026 at 5:38 PM UTC
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