Cold Reality

I feel myself quickly drift to sleep, as I jump through my skin in the transition. Before me, there you are, beautiful as ever. Ethereal and glowing, the sight of your face puts me in a trance and calms me, as it always does. I see you smile as your fingers softly trace my face, my lips, my eyebrows, slowly making your way to my eyelids. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in… This is all too good. This is all too real… Perfect is the ultimate danger sign, it often goes unnoticed or passed off in denial. I know this, yet I can’t pull myself away.
You pull me in close to your chest and caress my body. I feel your chest rise and fall as you breathe. I feel our hearts beat as one. I feel my hand being intertwined with yours.

Too real.

This is what it feels like to be content, truly happy, in love, to be beautiful: Things that I haven’t felt in a long time, things that I seriously thought I didn’t deserve to feel. Yet here I am with you, feeling more emotions than most feel in a lifetime…
If you only knew what you are capable of when only being with me. How you change me. How you take away my fears and insecurities. How you build me up, give me hope; make me smile and laugh, give me purpose. So many feelings. So diverse. So majestic that words on Heaven nor Earth could ever describe.
I finally build up the courage to tell you how I feel… What feelings have me so elated and have my heart ready to explode. I reach out my other hand to you. My eyes still closed…
And just as quickly the feelings came they disappeared and faded with the night. The warmth and comfort from your body turns to stone, then ice cold. I am frozen still.
My heart plummets and engulfs yet again in pain.
As this hazy warm fantasy swiftly turns to cold reality, it finally becomes daylight.
My alarm clock rings.
My eyes open to find myself alone. Again.
Just another dream.
Another day.
Same feelings.
Same emptiness

Cold Reality

Keisha Rene' Sogueco

Cherokee, United States

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Artist's Description

When you come to terms the person you loved has passed. Nothing can bring them back. Living in your dreams is good, but there is always that bitter reality afterwards.

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