Headache

 You don't even know you're flawless, it's giving me a headache.

I've been silencing my nights of late. I keep telling myself "that's the way it goes" as if in some form of surrender. Yet the fear of loss and the grievances of a future to come weighs me down into a freefall from the heavens above. I know that as long as there is fear and things to come, there is also hope. Dreams of your touch yank me out of my slumber and I find myself, out of breath, in the dark and lonelier than I have ever been. So I take the voice of my nights and make sure I feel less than nothing for another night lest I crumble.

I dreamt of you today, covered in gold,
You stood across the palace walls,
Looking into everything that makes you,
And every bit of you that makes me.

Stars glistening off your shoulders and into my eyes,
To tell the tales of you to my weakened heart,
Possessing the torch deep in the forest,
Setting ablaze this shattered soul of old.

I miss your love, I miss your touch, I miss the clear skies and the insignificance of everything else. I miss the days the world would stay still just so I can gaze into your soul a little bit more. I miss the killing of winds just so I could fill my lungs with the scent of you. I miss the days we lived under the same sun.

Enveloped windows, whispers of winter and the dead crickets on the balcony. 

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