it's cruel of you to show.
populating a dream
in the same careless way you
hung around all those years ago.
your arm found my waist,
gravity pulling my head down
to that trusting place between your head and heart.
it was easy.
horribly easy.
the world shifted into place
around us
and i knew
the waking world
wasn't for me.
the past year,
and the boy that occupied
your old space
was nothing compared
to this one moment,
this memory,
this ache.
Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 3:48 PM UTC
it's cruel of you to show.
populating a dream
in the same careless way you
hung around all those years ago.
your arm found my waist,
gravity pulling my head down
to that trusting place between your head and heart.
it was easy.
horribly easy.
the world shifted into place
around us
and i knew
the waking world
wasn't for me.
the past year,
and the boy that occupied
your old space
was nothing compared
to this one moment,
this memory,
this ache.
