Mar 2016
every night
I repeat these words
and hope against hope
that you might
know a night
in which fear
is not the first emotion
you feel
upon waking.
*–wbh // sweet dreams, beautiful (pt. 1)
I repeat these words
and hope against hope
that you might
know a night
in which fear
is not the first emotion
you feel
upon waking.
*–wbh // sweet dreams, beautiful (pt. 1)
