Remembering
11 Nov
I slept wishing you were with me.
hoping I jumped instead of running away.
but it’s too late.
I’m here.
you’re there.
with a great big ocean between us.
maybe someday I’ll learn to forget.
but for now let me remember
the time when i slept with your arms wrapped around me,
your thigh warming mine
your breath tickling my nape
and your soft snores lulling me to sleep.

is this for real?
or fiction?
selees last blog post..gun shot..
@selee: real. haha. emo, i know.