08.2017

When I lay restless in bed, yearning for sleep, I think of you.
Do you think of me?

While I sleep deeply, drifting above myself, I dream of you.
Do you dream of me?

When I’m empty and cold, aching for warmth, I need you.
Do you need me?

Do you think of me?

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s