my body and mind yearn for you. won't you come back to me?
it is not only
my body and heart
that yearns for you,
but it is also the mind.
my obsession
and longing
have wormed its way
Into the deepest parts of me
and have manifested you
in the land of dreams;
what was once peaceful nights
is now endless torment.
during the day,
I can handle
the betrayal of my body;
my hands seeking
your touch,
my eyes scanning
the crowd just to
see your shadow.
but during the night,
when I close my eyes,
and dream,
I hope for polar opposites;
to never wake up,
or to never dream again.
in the land of dreams,
it's as if I still
held you close to me.
It feels like it
was just then that I
was living the best
days of my life with you.
I can still picture it,
the both of us
sweaty, tired, and hazy,
our skin molding
into one and our hearts
beating in sync
as we rot into
the silk sheets of our
too small of a bed—
this was love.
It's too good to be true
I tell myself,
It will never happen again,
But I believe it so because
The mind is a tricky thing.
Every night since then,
since our departure,
I have dreamt that
you have finally come
back to me—
and then I wake
and feel the cold
spot of our bed
and I realize you were never
there to begin with and you
will never be again.
a sweet despair: in the land of dreams.
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existential crisis: wellness and health
Poetryfor the ones who are hurt, heartbroken, overthinking, overwhelmed, and feel like they're slowly suffocating: OR for the ones who are deeply madly in love, are terribly obsessed, and or in a state of unrequitedness: "I hope you find the comfort you a...
