He was a dream I never knew I had come true in his arms too much peace for just one lifetime we awoke in each other’s embrace slowly with sunlight slipping through sheer curtains we warmed our hands in each other’s pockets surrounded by a chilling January breeze he told me he could finally sleep I asked him what changed with me he had peace I was his peace and he became my solace his voice my subconscious we were too good to be true too close to touch my heart rests in his hands and I still hold our memories and promises in mine I haven’t seen him in two years our home was only within each other for just six months now kept apart by an ocean with depths deeper than our love we were both drowning and peace between us only came in waves at night when there was no one else around and we were in the dark we got pulled under but it felt like love it felt like being suffocated by affection and connection

I’ve not seen my love in two years and he is no longer mine he has gotten himself up out of the ocean and past the waves I am still stuck still drowning in what once was still going further into the waves of peace I now only have with him in my dreams