It’s 3:00 in the morning. I should be sleeping by now. I remember, ever since the day I left you I forgot how to sleep. I would gaze at the stars and the moon… waiting for a miracle. An apparition perhaps, an image of you… US together again.
When my body gets tired of waiting, when the roosters start to crow, in between sleeping and waking, in between dark and light, in between loss an love, I put myself to sleep. Praying that I would dream of you… US together again.
As you delve deeper in your peaceful slumber… think of me… be with me… again.
And now my body is tired, I am slowly fading away. The visions in front of me are turning into vague images… vague images of you... US together again.
When my body gets tired of waiting, when the roosters start to crow, in between sleeping and waking, in between dark and light, in between loss an love, I put myself to sleep. Praying that I would dream of you… US together again.
As you delve deeper in your peaceful slumber… think of me… be with me… again.
And now my body is tired, I am slowly fading away. The visions in front of me are turning into vague images… vague images of you... US together again.
As my love grows stronger, my body gets weaker… and you stay a little bit farther.
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