Maybe we could have some time off,
Away from the rest of the world.
Just you and me and perhaps
A couple of our vices.
Maybe we could melt into nothingness
For the time being.
Or, perhaps, we could
just sleep in each other's arms
and wake up in the far future.
Only you exist to me now...
But I see that you are preoccupied
With the world you hate...
So I lie here in bed,
for you
I wait.
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
Maybe we could have some time off,
Away from the rest of the world.
Just you and me and perhaps
A couple of our vices.
Maybe we could melt into nothingness
For the time being.
Or, perhaps, we could
just sleep in each other's arms
and wake up in the far future.
Only you exist to me now...
But I see that you are preoccupied
With the world you hate...
So I lie here in bed,
for you
I wait.
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