never in a million years,
I would have imagined that you could leave me
but right now you are slipping through my hands
and I can't do anything against it
YOU ARE READING
Lucid Dreams
PoetrySometimes the worst nightmares are the ones where you are bright awake
lose you
never in a million years,
I would have imagined that you could leave me
but right now you are slipping through my hands
and I can't do anything against it