you're asleep you're dreaming about teeth falling out and shadows chasing you about fields full of flowers and holding his hand no matter what about, you dream too much and you wake up and he's still not there the rain makes your windows look ***** and the wind causes the roof to make noises and he won't be there to hold you when the sun goes down so you go back to sleep and behind your eyelids you see that smile that smile he used to flash at you before holding up a glass of white wine "cheers" spilling from his asymmetric lips but that's history and you shouldn't still be dreaming about him but you were never one to be the boss of your dreams the heat wakes you up at 5:47 you haven't been this hot since the too of you shared a bed you need to stop always drawing him into things he is not there he won't ever be don't make yourself remember the good times and how he's everything you ever looked for in a guy those thoughts belong in late night dreams and you need to wake up. wakey wakey, eggs and bakey
i'm getting bad again aka i'm writing """poems""" again