i hate falling asleep alone.
i hate waking up not having anyone beside me to hold on too or give me a smile and then a kiss on my forehead or the bridge of my nose.
i dreamt of you last night. i woke up with a restless heart and tears in my eyes. it was a good dream. happy. but now the memory of it burns because you’re not here when i open my eyes and reach out.
and the clumsy princess who’s eyes apparently sparkle when there’s something she wants is left dull eyed and broken in the heart of KL.
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