In my head

By
In my head

Far in the back of my mind

I’ve built a shrine
To commemorate the memory of you

Because I live in great fear


That one day
Your face
Your touch

Will vanish from my dreams

And I will be without my anchor,
The person who even when absent,

keeps my feet planted


on the ground
Keeps me from floating so high above



Myself


that I lose


Myself

Up in the clouds

Because who am I to decide

what is and isn’t



Real





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