CAMELOT FANTASIES

Whirling of the fan is keeping me up at night
Well that's a lie
My thoughts of you has me hostage
There is no wrong or right
Recalling promises you made to me
Entangled on the bed
Staring out at the star filled sky
Limbs entwined, our hearts beating to the rhythm
This memory plunging into my brain cavity
Because the night feels like its on repeat
Only you're not here
Your side of the bed is bare
You've transitioned, haunting me
For days
For weeks
For months
Knowing that you're over there
Home everlasting
And I am here
Plagued with memories
That keep playing
On repeat
Smallest of triggers
Always on repeat

~Divine