FILTY LINES

PRESTON ✨


I'm still having troubles to sleep...Just like the days I was hurt and heartbroken and beyond....I still lack a regular sleeping pattern just like I lacked sleep when I was in love.... I'm still filled with pain and regrets of things I didn't do... Things I didn't say or people I choose not to meet.....

I still toss in bed till 4am and beyond....Just like the way I toss in bed at 9pm....I still write poems to those that I loved, they that I love..And them that I'm yet to... Infact nowadays I'm so into my future that I have forgotten how my present feels like....

I still practice my flirty lines Infront of the mirror before I say them...I still write the probability diagram before I go meet her...Just Incase her speaking is not scripted....I still love dolls and tea parties...

I still lack sleep just like how I used to.... Even before I wrote my first letter....I still sleep covering my head...And crossing my hands and legs together...I want to gather courage and tell everyone that I love... I love them... Especially the one that has routinely found her escape in my dreams....

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