• byumbyum 5w


    Last night
    I dreamt that
    I was taken back
    To before everything
    Fell apart.

    Before the thin string
    Finally snapped and all
    The contents of the soul

    You were standing there
    Under the falling leaves
    Of late autumn,
    From the trees that
    Lined up the road.

    There was something special
    About that contentness,
    That certainty
    That it was all going to be
    Even though it wasn't.

    And slowly you faded into
    The background, and
    The strings break loose.