I could have sworn that I died last night in my own sleep. It felt so real. The pain, the hurt, the "I'd do it again." Every single piece graced my heartbeat as we sped towards the sunlight... breaking through the blinds mid-afternoon.The bathroom mirror is fogged over with my mistakes. Lets slip and fall once again, and put the blame on the tile... last breaths as smoke signals. Our heartbeats as wild fires burning up the opposite coast.
I am a malfunction of heart, hope, and forever.
"I didn't want to wake you up.... but I really want to show you something..."
