Oct 2018
I'm running out
and drying up
you've left me no more tears to cry
love
gone is our time
my soul a stone
stuck beneath waves
of emotional toll
so please
get out
let me dream of something more
pleasant
I can't do this forever
and sooner or later
it's you or me
who will be dust
and drying up
you've left me no more tears to cry
love
gone is our time
my soul a stone
stuck beneath waves
of emotional toll
so please
get out
let me dream of something more
pleasant
I can't do this forever
and sooner or later
it's you or me
who will be dust
I think this was made before "Laundry", and it's based on the same premise on me being sick of dreaming of my ex and how in the dream I go somewhere, run into her, eventually one of us talks, and we end up being friends again.
However, since I've actually posted "Laundry" I think I only dreamt about her twice since? And that only happened early on after the poem, which is great.
Growth happens, it just takes time.
However, since I've actually posted "Laundry" I think I only dreamt about her twice since? And that only happened early on after the poem, which is great.
Growth happens, it just takes time.
