I never stopped and realized that I was drowning in my own bathtub with the cold water all around my sad but also numb body.
I was too busy dreaming of your hands around my body,falling in love with the feeling I once got with your laugh,gazing into your piercing ,bright,brown eyes,feeling your dark brown thick hair going through my soft fingers.I can only imagine your lipson my lips,it would be too dangerous for it to be reality,that's like the stars intertwining with brightest,beautifully galaxies.Kissing you is starting to taste alot more like death,its better in a dream,where you love me.I rise up ,gasp for air and realize I'm still drowning in my own sadness except its more painful because I can actually breathe,which hurts alot more than loving you.
3:45am