Every time I close my eyes and drift into a restless slumber.
I see you.
You’re always waiting for my return.
It’s been a year or so but I haven’t stopped thinking of you.
It’s painful when I see you.
The memories flow like scenes in a movie.
Replaying themselves for me to watch.
We were toxic as toxic could get.
I trusted you.
I hated you.
But I never stopped loving you.
I miss you max.
I’ll never be able to say goodbye so I’ll keep reliving the days we were together in my dreams.
That’s all I ever had with you anyways.
Just dreams.
Never reality.
In my dreams though, sometimes I wonder if they are reality.
Or maybe visions of hell.
