Fantasy

"waking up next to him, on a sunny day in a beach house where I can see sunlight peeking, through white silk curtains, on his chapped lips and cold skin. I can hear the beach waves dying and coming back to life as he wakes up smiling, and I would embrace his existence and dwell in his smell. Only in thoes moments I would know that I have everything I have ever wanted and I'm the luckiest I could ever be, to witness things I used to fantasize"

Wonder

3:55 am and I wonder if you're wide awake starring at the moon wondering,about what could have happened if you didn't leave me alone and wishing if we could go back to who we were before we figured out who we really are. And i'm wondering if you ever wonder about the time you made me forget my name and my existence,and about the first time your eyes met mine. I often wonder about things that never happened between us and things you wanted to say but, you didn't and about things that I could have said instead of letting you go. I wonder quite a lot, and the worst part of wondering at this time of the night when I cant sleep and ghost of your memories haunt my dreams,is knowing the fact that you don't wonder about me at all. It hurts. It never heals.And my only cure seems to be you,your delicate bones and your sweet lips.I would trade immortality if I could,for you,because even a second spent with you feels like an eternity.