Aisha

I used to dream
about girls with strange minds
boys who taste like vanilla
morning mist above black ponds
having my own cipher
laughing so hard I'd eventually lose my voice
seeing things no one else does

I used to dream
not about I love you's
but
I named my world after you's

words so easily written
screaming louder than silence ever could
wrinkled fingertips through my hair
countless stars above our beds
playing Forever Young as if
we were forever
and young

I used to dream
of awakening