dreamless times.
He was beautiful, and he was mine. He treated me like gold, and he held me like it would be a sin to let go. The throes of this world shook us, and we let go. He’s stubborn, he’s spontaneous, he’s misunderstood. He’s lovely, he’s wonderful, and he’s so far out of my reach. He opened me up to every feeling, every experience, every amazing circumstance on this earth. He floats inside my head as if he created the waters that reside there. Nothing mattered when we were together. The beauty of the world spun in his eyes. The seasons faded, and I was in tune with nature and time. I slept well after every kiss goodnight, and insomnia was only a shadow of a dreamless time. Music spoke to my soul, and everything was written for me. The rain cried as it fell, and everything was ridiculous and perfect and colorful. I tired of drama and bathed in sound. I dreamt out loud, and every trip was a journey. Safety, love, and happiness disappeared that summer night as we fell, just like the stars above us. And just as now, there was nothing I could do. Where does it end, if it never again begins? Every day, I’m just another pointless love song that’s thrown away.
‘Twas just a fond farewell to a friend.
