Some nights

From my tumblr: Stories from a Dream. This is probably my favourite piece.

There are nights

I wish I never met you.

When my heart hurts so much

That I can barely breath

And I have to suffocate the pain in my pillow.

There are nights

I just wish for you to never come back

or to show up immediatly

And then there are nights

I imagine you’re there with me

I can touch your hand

and feel your breath on my neck

and the shape of your body around mine.

Like two pieces of the same puzzle

lost in a sea of other pieces

These nights

I ask myself:

Are we ever going to find each other?

I wonder if we’re destined to meet in person,

one day.

Or if we’ll just keep stumbling in each other dreams,

for ever.