York

I dream of better days. I remember hazy spring days when we were children, you were always bigger than me, always stronger. I remember the white days of winter when we were lost deep in the woods building snow men.  I want to reach into my childhood and tell myself to thank you for all that have ever done for me. I want to tell you how much you mean to me.

 I lie on the damp grass where you slumber underneath and I listen, wanting you to talk to me. I once dreamt of you standing by the ocean, waiting for me. You told me that you could never go home. You were so serene against the velvet skies of my dreams and I wanted to capture you and keep you in my heart, forever alive. But I awoke feeling lost.

The desperation of wanting you back ways heavier every day. I remember whispering in your ear come back to me knowing that you never will. 

Inspire: favourite quotes, perfect hair, pale colours, skinny legs.

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