a.m 4:00
May. 14 , 2017
sometimes
i find myself waking up from a deep dream
or drifting into an absence of mind
just to remember the good times
when you were who you used to be
the you when you were with me
the you i always wanted to be
the you i envied
the you i miss everyday
the you i love in every way
the old you
the real you
the you that needs to come back
y o u
p l e a s e
c o m e
b a c k
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Vintage Art
Poetry[18+ Mature Audiences] * * "You said you wouldn't be gone long but here I am day one hundred fifty and you still haven't shown up at my window" * * Just things that wander my head at 4:00 a.m * * Vintage Art ©2018, S T O R M. All rights reserved.
