• how i remember those nights so clearly.
    summer days
    being consumed by that beautiful moon,
    as we drifted in
    and out of consciousness.

    listening to the same,
    neverending song.
    always on repeat.
    waking up,
    and pretending i was still drowsing.
    just to hear your heartbeat.

    just to feel your breath on my neck,
    the feeling of your hand
    resting on my side.

    hating so much,
    when time started again.
    when another precious day
    was wasted on sweet nothings.

    how i miss those nights so much,
    the hot air,
    the smell of summer,
    drifting to the cold,
    harsh winds of winter.

    oh dear,
    whatever happened
    to the times
    we spent
    just drifting away...