Her breath is soft
She mumbles
What? I say
I don't remember she replies clearly
And turns over
Still very much asleep
These are the nights I'll miss the most
Our legs intertwined.
So alike
And so different
I'm leaving in a month
I'll be all alone
And so will she
She's laughing now
I think it's a good dream
She somehow managed to roll on top
I won't push her off
This time
She's comfortable
I'm happy.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 5:21 AM UTC
Her breath is soft
She mumbles
What? I say
I don't remember she replies clearly
And turns over
Still very much asleep
These are the nights I'll miss the most
Our legs intertwined.
So alike
And so different
I'm leaving in a month
I'll be all alone
And so will she
She's laughing now
I think it's a good dream
She somehow managed to roll on top
I won't push her off
This time
She's comfortable
I'm happy.
