Jan 2022
and here i am again
not letting myself fall asleep
but picturing instead
your skin upon my silken sheet
despite what you have said
i daren’t face reality
tonight you’re in my bed
if only as a memory.
- p. winter
not letting myself fall asleep
but picturing instead
your skin upon my silken sheet
despite what you have said
i daren’t face reality
tonight you’re in my bed
if only as a memory.
- p. winter
nothing profound just tired and very sad about many things in my life rn and letting it out as a depressing love poem bc what else is hepo for
