When Love Wins And Pride Dies

craving the lights to be on so this is real

By

Frida Yáñez

Dreaming

tangled in one another
your lips on mine
both aware of the impending darkness
that will follow momentary bliss

craving the lights to be on
so this is real

your touch is like an ocean
consuming my mind

I felt you escape to a place
where your heart remained closed
fearfully pushing me away
past memories consuming you

Relating me to her
I knew there was nothing I could do
to change your mind

so I left that day
knowing you got what you want
but not what you need

dreaming of a future
where love wins
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