Today my mother gave me yellow pillow sheets and I freeze at the thought of falling asleep to your favourite colour. I wonder if she knows my pillows are the only company I keep. They are the ears for all the things I could never tell her.
They recognise the weight of your head, the touch of your skin and subtle kisses. They know when you’re not around and when I’m wide awake and play the lullaby of your heartbeat and giggles.
I wonder if she knows that I still think of you till the Sun rises. And if she’s saying “It’s okay if you find it hard to let go, but here’s a list of all the different colours you can paint over the ***** yellow.”
My walls are now of an endless storm. They are the clouded memories that will keep me warm. So no- I don’t want to fall asleep to your favourite colour, I don’t have to. All the grey still makes me think of you.
I never liked yellow until you came along. After four years I still look for yellow.
1) I dreamt about you today. You didn't say a word but I remember that I kept trying to find ways for you to fall in love with me again. I woke up empty, with our song stuck in my head the entire day. (20/5)
2) The moon is round and bright tonight. I wonder if you still look for the moon and stars and think of me. (23/5)
3) I dreamt of you. I couldn't go back to sleep afterwards. (21/6)
This is something new I'm trying out. I'm gonna keep adding on to this list as time goes by. Let's hope the list is a short one.
Can't believe my eyes, you were there and you took me by surprise. We were laughing and making jokes and then you told me you had to leave by tomorrow.
I tried to tell you everything that's happened in my life. It was bittersweet and nostalgic, and I could only blame bad luck, that right after I said - "I want to tell you everything but there's not enough time," I woke up.
this was such a hard dream to wake up to. your face was like a mix of what you look like in pictures now and from when i remembered you years ago
On the bus ride home today I mistook a passing aeroplane for a shooting star and thought of calling you.
I found out recently that the longer you look at the sky, the more stars you’d find - I never got to tell you that. Maybe you would’ve been more patient with me.
I’m sorry if you thought I had to look up to see the stars. You should know that each time I looked at you I saw galaxies in your eyes. That when our skin touched for the first time I felt like I had experienced the entire universe. That laying with you in silence felt like I was floating in space. You should also know that when you left you formed a black hole in my chest that I still get ****** into every now and then.
Before my eyes met yours, I never knew green was a colour i’d adore. A diamond in the rough, your emerald eyes. Now I wish green was the colour of the skies.
Before my eyes knew yours, I wanted to drown in the eyes of ocean blue. But in your deep forest eyes, consider me lost - all I can see is you.
They shine like the northern lights, I managed to sneak a few glances. They can light up the darkest nights, even the Sun would be jealous.
Your eyes are the prettiest shade of green, the kind that makes me wonder if I’ve ever really looked at the trees.
I woke up today with my hand on my chest I think I dreamt about you last night I wanted to call you but we left things at 'We'll still be friends'
*Hello, I miss you when it's night and in daylight You weren't fine in my dream and I thought I'd call. I just wanted to know if everything's fine with you, that's all.
I still have both your numbers memorised. They're no longer in use.
I can’t find you in songs or poetry or in dreams or fantasies I’ve lost count of the hair that falls on your face and how you looked at me with the steadiest gaze
See with you i could’ve been anything like the prettiest flower or boldest painting But all you wanted was a steady hand to hold and I’m sorry my hands shook whenever you got close
It’s ******* - time doesn’t heal all wounds Hell, time didn’t exist with you and now without you I don’t.
There's this path I'm supposed to follow A planned-out map with nothing in-between It's this path I don't choose that leaves me hollow While the traces in this life makes me incomplete
Haven't I done enough to be who I'm made to be? My love wasn't meant to be passed on when there is so much more to see. I don't know who I am and it's scaring me.
Last night I was with you in a dream, what I remember most about it was how much I enjoyed your company, us sharing inside jokes and laughing. All I could think about today is wanting to go back to sleep.
I had to stop myself at 3 in the afternoon and then at 7, and tell myself that none of it actually happened. I still dream of you after all this time, it's getting harder to remember when you used to be mine.
The dream has been bugging me the entire day today.