wakingupsarebitter;;

[lhsk]

nights are harsh lately and i have dreams of days when it`s autumn but sunny and the weather loves us and we love the weather and we love each other and we`re together, holding hands and twirling with the leaves together, and it`s just the two of us, and the playful sun coloring our hair and painting smiles on our faces and warming up the hearts and you can hear our giggling in the distance and we are happy and we only know about love and serene skies and friendly white clouds and the sound of the water and the scent of the golden leaves and then there are his hands knitting wreaths of white daisies in my hair and then he`s kissing my eyes and 
nothing
nothing
nothing could ever separate us. nothing -but my bitter waking up.