Sunday 29 December 2013

In a box, under my bed

We were in a dream. From dusk to dawn, in a spot on your shoulder. We continued to dream in oblivion, unrelenting to wake up. The clock ticking and the seconds sprinting- no, they couldn't catch up with us. We were dreaming to the beat of your heart.




We were in a dream. From dusk to dawn, a song on repeat. We were drunk on the music of rain, we couldn't sober up. Reality was a parallel world, existing someplace else. It couldn't burst our bubble.





We were in a dream. It felt real. And although there's nowhere else I'd rather be, nowhere I'd rather  be than in our dream... 
We woke up.


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