16: (03/11)
"Why She Never Sleeps"
He read to her at night
about fairytales and fantasy,
because he knew she had trouble sleeping.
He would hear her wake and turn on
the light, and made her coffee
in her favourite mug.
He held her as she was weeping,
understanding that all she needed
were his hugs.
He held her hand
walking down the street,
because he knew, for her,
these things were hard.
He wore socks to bed, even though
he hated the feeling, because he knew
she hated feet.
He got wrapped up in her world
of fairytales and fantasy,
and seen things that had once only existed in dreams.
He got wrapped up in her world
of fairytales and fantasy
and finally understood why she hardly
ever sleeps.
He said
"They're isn't a real need for sleep
because she brings my dreams to life."
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Before I Die;
Poetrya collection of however many pieces I can write over the next 209 days. (13/03) © Wattpad user BiancaBones, 2013.
