May 5, 2022
Sometimes I close my eyes and dream
that you are here and you care for me
When I open my eyes, I don't know, to be
honest, and I'm scared to dream
I'm trapped in my head
with a version of you that may not even exist
-- p o y e t ry anon
this is a part of the poem I sent nova abt being trapped in my head lol
it's kind of a poetry letter I wrote to my best friend but I'm too chicken to texting it to him
so I'm planning on finding his address (mf gave me the whole thing but not the building no. on purpose) and gonna post it to him before I leave
with a version of you that may not even exist. this hits hard bestie sigh. really good piece tho!!
