Trapped

I start dreading to sleep because I know I will think of you.

I wait and wait and wait until I get exhausted so I can sleep…without you.

3.21 am.

Yet every time the dawn comes,

You and those memories come flooding back no matter how hard I try to resist.

And I die a little bit inside.

 

 

Photo Credit: TheOtherCastle

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