Thoughts of you are entangled
in the ribbons of my dreams;
they unravel in my sleep
but wide awake, all I see
is my reflection
in your eyes
We’ll never make it,
never ever make it,
but I can’t help but want to drown
into your arms
over and over
again
I remember
when you’d trace the lines
on my hands
with your fingertips
and whisper my destiny;
I wish you had told me then
that you weren’t written there
Because you are
in my every breath,
and all I need
is for you
to set me free
so we can find our way
home
Such an amazing post. I definitely saw myself in this entry.
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