If I hold my breath
and dream of vivid things
could it be possible
for it all to seem so real?
I long for love
but it’s not what I’m living for,
it’s something I need
but will I ever have it in my life?
Could I ever love you,
could you ignore the things of my past?
My sorrow,
these tears will come again.
Ignore the door to that broken place
inside of me where the things of memory
are forever locked away.
I hope for arms to
hold me close at night
but as the cold approaches
I find solitude is my constant companion.
Tonight I dream
but the faces I see are never real
and the experiences are as fake.
I long for love
but I do not know what love
is like…
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