Poem: Someone Pinch Me
I used to think it was you
Breathing on my neck at night...
Then I realized
It was just my fan that sits
In
My
Room
That makes more noise than I do
When I cry.
I used to think it was you
Singing me to sleep at night
Then I realized
It was just the mix of our songs
Playing in my
Mind.
I used to think it was you
Drying my tears at night
but then I realized
It was all just a dream
that I
Never
Had.
Someone pinch me.
It takes more than a prayer to forget all of this...
Broken mix tapes and torn pictures.
But how do you erase a memory
burned into your skull?
Its under your skin.
Its under my skin.
And what about that feeling I get?
The burning feeling on my skin
when you
touch me?
What about the flow in my eyes
That I get
When you tell me
You miss me.
Someone pinch me..
the dream is over.
Breathing on my neck at night...
Then I realized
It was just my fan that sits
In
My
Room
That makes more noise than I do
When I cry.
I used to think it was you
Singing me to sleep at night
Then I realized
It was just the mix of our songs
Playing in my
Mind.
I used to think it was you
Drying my tears at night
but then I realized
It was all just a dream
that I
Never
Had.
Someone pinch me.
It takes more than a prayer to forget all of this...
Broken mix tapes and torn pictures.
But how do you erase a memory
burned into your skull?
Its under your skin.
Its under my skin.
And what about that feeling I get?
The burning feeling on my skin
when you
touch me?
What about the flow in my eyes
That I get
When you tell me
You miss me.
Someone pinch me..
the dream is over.
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