Drifting apart

The words have run cold
Like the hearts.
Such distance
That can’t be measured just in miles.

The hearts shrank as well
Squeezed out all the past they contained,
All the warmth,
Till they got minuscule.

It’s so easy
To not see each-other
Anymore.

umm..

The dream is asleep
Its gossamer eyes are peaceful,
Happy.

The dawn is yet to break
It’s approaching,
Slowly.

I want it to wake up
Open its eyes,
Breathe.

In your arms.