Again
The distance between us grows.
Another anniversary has passed
and I should be comfortable
in my new bed now softenings
have developed under me.
But still I wake some mornings
and know that my fingers
dreamed of your skin again.
Another anniversary has passed
and I should be comfortable
in my new bed now softenings
have developed under me.
But still I wake some mornings
and know that my fingers
dreamed of your skin again.
posted by burning moon at 1:34 PM
4 Comments:
It is interesting, is it not?, even when our lives seem to be traveling in the direction we want, the way we want, our dreams will still come and explain, sometimes nicely, sometimes not, that we have things unresolved, things desired and not sated, lurking in our subconscious, waiting to leap out at us and bite us hard
This one is very sad for me. It makes me cry every time I read it.
And yes, you're right, I think I should be very happy really.
Happy is a concept, it is relative, and ultimately, it is difficult to acquire on a daily basis, we take snippets of happy, mix them with small measures of sad, and call it life.
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