An Empty Page of Thoughts
Sometimes words get in the way of what I want to say
May 5, 2009
sleeping
I used to like it, prefer it in fact. Closing my eyes in the darkness, under blankets, warm, cozy, and alone. Sleeping solitarily.
And now i fear i cannot sleep without
you with me
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