Nights


There are nights when she feels every inch of her frigid blood gradually circulating through her thin body

Those are the same nights where she feels every deep thought, dream, fear, desire, fantasy like a pinching needle

Her thoughts overpower her intentions

Throughout the night she slowly drifts into her thoughts

Reminiscing in her past

Remembering every tear

Every heartbreak

Every hurtful word

Every smile

Every laugh

But there are some feelings that she embodies still to this day

Feelings so intense it feels as though she is transporter back to that moment

Those are the nights where she fears sleeping alone

Those are the same nights where being held is all she needs

A hold that will genuinely make her feel okay to feel such pain

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