viernes, 7 de enero de 2022

Alone in January

I still dream of his vanilla skin and his thin lips

even though I know he is an island a thousand miles away from me.

In a different planet... I wonder if love exists there 

in the cold Nevada winter

safely hidden away from me

or if it is how I had imagined.


Is it too much to ask for? Or am I always chasing after impossibles?

-Different reasons- my friend said.

He makes me crazy to the point I need a chill pill.

I wish him here with me. He wishes I was there with him

Yet, being together does not always mean being close 

and this is not a game, you know?

So let me feel these hours

Sours

Maybe you will later let me know how you feel

Is it really cold in here? Or is it just your heart?

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