Watching him sleep, I feel him breathing.

I couldn’t put a finger on when I fell back into dreaming.

He is the ‘Stairway to Heaven’ of songs. Grows on you with time, not at once.

Not the one you’ll love at first sight, someone you remember in your serenity.

Think of him in the depths of my despair, not all had sanity.

Eluding your flaws, I couldn’t see past the fog.

Even after cutting through the layers, I still saw brick walls.

But the recklessness bit into my daze and woke me up.

Months after and I’m still stuck with only the memory of you.


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