I am safe inside my head.
Just like your blood did as it covered my hands.
(Do you think it was destiny or fate? Or was this just chance; a luck of the draw?)
Every corner of my dreams is illuminated, wrapping and folding around me like a blanket. I can’t hurt here, I feel secure and yet untethered to anything. I am safe inside my head.
My mind couldn’t focus when I held you on that cold floor, but I hope for those last minutes you felt safe in my shaking arms.
(I know we were never the lucky type, but personally I think we got screwed over with the lives we were given.)
I can feel myself floating further into this twisted heaven, a veil covering my eyes from the horrors that surround me. This is a place I could forget myself in, a place I could hide forever. But I’m not asking for forever. A few moments, just a few moments of nothing are all I ask of this world.
They couldn’t get me to leave. Even once you were gone and out of my arms I was there covered in red, begging and pleading and screaming for you to come back.
(We were supposed to have forever. I promised you forever.)
When I wake up I’ll forget this feeling. The mess will become real and I don’t want that. I can’t have that. Don’t make me face what I’ve done quite yet.
Every night I wonder if I stay asleep long enough; if I step further into this ecstasy, will I find you?
(Does forever still exist?)
AN: It’s been a very long time since I have written, so I understand it might be a little confusing/painful to read. There are three things going on at once in this short blurb-one-shot-story-thing. First off we have his reality/present which remains in normal text. Then there are the memories/the past in italics. (And in the brackets are his thoughts on it all.) I didn’t reveal either of the characters names and so you can imagine this between whomever you would like and don’t have to see it with who I saw in my mind.
Comments and critique are always welcome. Please let me know your thoughts.