Nightmares.
I had nightmares about you,
An occasional jolt
The standard Friday routine.
Your lips on his, his hands on something
He'll never have.
Daydreams.
I would daydream about you
Because you were my dream come true
The perfect answer to my problems
Until you were my nightmare
Until you caused my pain.
Visions.
I would blink,
Shake myself to reality,
Turn my music up all the way.
Call myself insane
I probably was
I probably am
Horror.
You are my own horror story
Wrapped in lace
Soaked in selfishness
Turning your pages and hoping for more
But I've purchased an empty book
YOU ARE READING
After Dark
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