every night
I repeat these words
and selfishly hope
that maybe tonight
you will dream of me,
and not him.

*–wbh // sweet dreams, beautiful (pt. 2)

every night
I repeat these words
and hope against hope
that you might
know a night
in which fear
is not the first emotion
you feel
upon waking.

*–wbh // sweet dreams, beautiful (pt. 1)