my plead.

when my lids shut
still it's you I see
no longer the dolorous pain pierces
still your name it's calling

yearn to feel your presence
but it's just dreams I meet you
what happened to our love?

beg you to tell me

we intertwined at the wrong time
not because this love isn't true
whisper, my realm you'd be back to someday

somehow.



[8:35am] i would love to peck your cheeks a good morning.