I like  watching you
from the distance
because
I bruise easily

But sometimes
I am tired of being
sad little girl
in the corner

i dream about you, sometimes.

after days when im full of caffeine and "what ifs", nights

when i cant fall asleep until the blue flows back into my bedroom walls

when i cant seem to shut off the dreams and nightmares

when i cant make my memories fade along with the light


a faceless being

someone ive never known, yet i know you better than anyone else

you're the warmth pressed to my back

you're the comfort in this worlds apocalypse

you're the thing i never knew i longed to have, until i didn't have you.