I see you. that flicker of a moment when the memory of a day you believe you havent spent, comes almost as if upon invitation of a gesture imprinted on you. I wish this smile newly broken settled on lips not quivering. These tears, little do they bother if years of wait for a faith so frail is answered in a moment, so insignificant so faint seems lost before being found. time and again, i find myself wandering empty streets and dead nights kept alive by hazy yellow squares disappearing one by one. No. Please do not sleep. One day all that we had will come gushing. You will remember then. Till then, my chapter will be flipped behind into the pages of all the strangers you met. Tear me. I am diary you rather not read. Rest now. I will hold these senses of yours beautifully falling apart. If in a dream we meet all i will ask you is to stay a little longer. The story i will relate though the truth will be no more than faint recollections of a conversation you dreamt Sleep without fear. Because i will be watching, a shadow by the bedroom window broken by the blinds -Glitch recurring.
Posted on: Mon, 15 Dec 2014 10:30:04 +0000
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