Jan 18, 2016
I'm not afraid of ghosts...
I want to share your warmth. I want to match the pace of my breathing to yours. I want to feel your snores through your chest. I want to brush your arm with my fingertips and think of how lucky I am to be graced by the likes of you. But you said no. I'm just a friend. You should sleep alone. But maybe someday you'll come around. Until then, I'll sleep alone. Your snores will penetrate through the walls into my room. I'll hug you and wish that it meant something more. I'll imagine the possibilities and express none; as you've made it clear that I shouldn't think there's hope.