Random Thoughts #2
While in dreams they meet, they only look back when they know each other isn't watching.
They fear of loving without knowing
Within in the shadows they meet, they only feel when the other isn't there.
Loneliness runs through their blood but pride they breathe.
A bitter taste, a sweet vision.
A rain of doubt they shower in.
A drink of poison they swallow to forget.
Fading memories, a wordless film
They wait.
Strangers leave
Only to reunite in dreams again.