Caricamento in corso...

Sleepless

I sleep with my bed close to the window. For the past few nights the full moon has woken me up. I notice that I have only been asleep for a few hours. My mind instantly goes back to the place where dreams never sleep. Imagination..... I keep thinking of new ways, new scenarios where love comes back to bed with me. I’m scared to go back to sleep. I keep falling more in love with these new thoughts... these new hopes that can somehow make there way into reality. I know I have to take these thoughts out of my head cause the reality of things are far to easy to see. I am going to bed alone Time is relative to those who use it wisely. It didn’t take us long to see past the complications of each others faults. I found an honest friend in times of lies and unfaithfulness. I fell hopelessly for this honest communication between me and the shamefulness of my actions. There she was in all her shame and beauty, taking all she could from the embarrassed lover of one night. I have never wanted to hold someone so close to me when these times call for solitude and self reflection. I took all the memories that I could from her. I stole time as if it was running against me. I knew all I could have was just one memory. Yet I contradicted time and all of her reality to keep her in my conversation. Honesty and love is the conversation between the lips of two liars. I was left in the dark by a hand I guided to the light. God save me from this contradicting love that I still believe in. I put my faith back in time and let the days role over each other. My feet are back on the ground. Only time will tell if my faith is restored to doing the right thing. I have learned to love myself again. I hope someone loves me.

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