Feb 2014
I sweat in my sleep now,
and drench sheets from dreaming
of the three years
when a fourteen and a half hour
time zone difference
was what my every day revolved around.
My tee-shirt clings to
soggy skin that shivers and prickles
with goosebumps,
and continues to remind me
that Iām waking up without
telling you goodnight.
and drench sheets from dreaming
of the three years
when a fourteen and a half hour
time zone difference
was what my every day revolved around.
My tee-shirt clings to
soggy skin that shivers and prickles
with goosebumps,
and continues to remind me
that Iām waking up without
telling you goodnight.
I jotted this down in about five minutes. Just putting it on here as a zero draft for some feedback. Thanks in advance!
(Charleston, West Virginia)
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