That woman

just like any regular mornings of mine

sitting with my homemade coffee in front of flowers i put in vas while inhaling my cigarettes

it was a very blissful morning accompanied by my spotify playlist

until i realized something

something peculiar visited my head that turned this morning slightly unusual

i am being reminisced by the dream i just had

Dear the woman who visited my dream last night

i dont know who you are

but i know that, even in my dream, you made me really happy. really happy.

even in my dream, i fall deeply for the way you talk

and laugh

and how our skin intertwined

Dear the woman who visited my dream last night,

i don’t know who you are

but i love the blue in your hair

the curve in your lips everytime you smile

your ripped blue jeans

your oversized shirt

and how inseparable we were

Dear the woman who visited my dream last night,

the one that makes me curse the world for waking me up and not seeing you again. ever again

the one whose gentleness i’ve been longing for

Dear the woman who visited my dream last night,

you are welcome to visit my dream anytime you want

and

i am okay with sleeping all day long