A Longing

Copyright © 2016 Sydney Fromm

A Longing:

Some nights I’m happy

Most nights I’m not

I dream of fairy lights illuminating

an apartment on a busy street in

London, or Paris, or Munich, or Dublin.

I dream of a boy who wraps his body around mine.

I dream of hot tea on rainy afternoons.

I dream of writing, and of painting, and of loving.

I dream of a life I know I can’t have.

I dream of color when my world feels black and white.

I dream of a vivid life, when mine feels like it is just fading.

I dream.