I dreamt that you came back, looking as gorgeous as ever, asking for my forgiveness.
I dreamt you followed me around, as I confusingly convinced myself I hated you.
I dreamt that you came back, hunting my weakened, fragile heart into falling for you again.
I dreamt that you caught me with your charm, and little by little I was your fool.
I dreamt I was trapped in your big blue eyes, your long blonde hair, your blood red lips.
I dreamt I traded my soul for a night of so called love and a morning of regret and self loathing.
I dreamt I ran away in circles, always coming back to the same spider web with the same black widow.
I dreamt I was awake, when in reality I had never even fallen asleep.
Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 1:09 PM UTC
I dreamt that you came back, looking as gorgeous as ever, asking for my forgiveness.
I dreamt you followed me around, as I confusingly convinced myself I hated you.
I dreamt that you came back, hunting my weakened, fragile heart into falling for you again.
I dreamt that you caught me with your charm, and little by little I was your fool.
I dreamt I was trapped in your big blue eyes, your long blonde hair, your blood red lips.
I dreamt I traded my soul for a night of so called love and a morning of regret and self loathing.
I dreamt I ran away in circles, always coming back to the same spider web with the same black widow.
I dreamt I was awake, when in reality I had never even fallen asleep.
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