{well guys it's just a poem, please read and tell me how you felt about it}
I paint your face every day in my sleep,
but as soon as my eyes open,
you wither into my eyelids
and melt into my soul—
like a beautiful experience
I’d never forget for eternity.
How could I fall in love so undyingly
with a face that sleeps in my dreams,
with a heart that stops beating in my wake,
with a soul that has already melted into mine?
How cruel, yet how beautiful,
that I get to preserve you in my eyes,
yet can’t see you whenever I want.
How cruel, yet how mesmerizing,
that I have the privilege to own you,
yet you were never mine to begin with.
If ever there is a God up there,
you’d be the first thing I’d wish for,
so that one day my love wouldn’t be unrequited.
