Nov 2016
I dreamed of rose gold and days where you’d spend forever in your studio only for me to have to come remind you to eat.
I remember long talks about being with you and buying a house, where the light would shine through every window and we’d be at peace.
The house would be in between the city and the country.
You’d have your painting studio and i’d have my library.
On Sundays we’d go to the market and buy our week’s groceries and sometime’s go to the local art fair.
I’d be in the garden and you’d be asleep, midday. You were up all night painting.
I dream of rose gold and sunset yellow seeping through the windows.
I dream of the life I longed to live with you.
I remember long talks about being with you and buying a house, where the light would shine through every window and we’d be at peace.
The house would be in between the city and the country.
You’d have your painting studio and i’d have my library.
On Sundays we’d go to the market and buy our week’s groceries and sometime’s go to the local art fair.
I’d be in the garden and you’d be asleep, midday. You were up all night painting.
I dream of rose gold and sunset yellow seeping through the windows.
I dream of the life I longed to live with you.
This is just some feeling about my ex that have never actually gone away. I feel many regrets with how things worked out.... If he would take my apology, I'd give it. Despite everything, I don't truly hate him.
