• awfully_quiet 9w

    It feels wrong to imagine you holding me...
    See how they bow to their king, from the shadows of the trees to the bed you spread yourself across, from the water touching and dripping down to the ground you're walking on.. they are all for you.
    You look so majestic in those lights, glimmer under the rays as the sweat beads trickle down like the sun looking for an excuse to meet you.
    And then there's me, nowhere around, a hologram, a hallucination at its best..it feels so rude to imagine you holding me.