a decade under the influence???
I just awoke from a very detailed dream. So very real, i can testify that it did, indeed, happen somewhere, in another realm perhaps. Part of what i recall was years from now, and you were even living alone, yet you felt the need to hide me, STILL. You said "That's when we were in love" as you hugged me that amazing hug where i disapear into your armpit. I remember bringing up the past and the passion we once held for each other.
It's clearly been ten years since we first laid eyes IN one another and became one entity. The sneaking around, the intensity, The HOW we would do anything, just to catch 5 minutes of each others time, even in a torrential downpour, and im sure a blizzard wouldn't of stopped the 30 minute commute. Jobs, families and least important, significant others were sacrificed just for one moment of each other. The outer world was tossed away, simply as if THAT world was the dreaming mind, and WE were the reality. It was the most ridiculously painful yet passionate time of my entire existence.
And than the creation, oh WOW. yeah. Those feelings of mine, hidden deep inside, have never even reached your ears, let alone...your heart. Its so true that the one you love most can hurt you the most. I didn't even have you there to comfort and protect me from, well, YOU. Your arrows came at me from a place i didn't even know existed. Little scars still sit atop my skin. I know you see them, but we will always go on with out the questions. Our existence will always live on without us speaking about it.... Until this morning's dream.
We talked about all the things that you and i never talk about. Which happens to be so very minimal in comparison to everyone else in this world. I am finally grown-up to believe i deserve better. (As i write this, tears just formed in my eyes about you, about us, for the first time in, maybe, 5 years) But if its anything that my last two failed relationships taught me is that i Do deserve better in my life. But i don't want better. I want you. and only you. I just want you to lift me up to the world, the way you do in my heart, and show them that i am yours. I don't want to be your fantasy girl anymore. I want...
It's clearly been ten years since we first laid eyes IN one another and became one entity. The sneaking around, the intensity, The HOW we would do anything, just to catch 5 minutes of each others time, even in a torrential downpour, and im sure a blizzard wouldn't of stopped the 30 minute commute. Jobs, families and least important, significant others were sacrificed just for one moment of each other. The outer world was tossed away, simply as if THAT world was the dreaming mind, and WE were the reality. It was the most ridiculously painful yet passionate time of my entire existence.
And than the creation, oh WOW. yeah. Those feelings of mine, hidden deep inside, have never even reached your ears, let alone...your heart. Its so true that the one you love most can hurt you the most. I didn't even have you there to comfort and protect me from, well, YOU. Your arrows came at me from a place i didn't even know existed. Little scars still sit atop my skin. I know you see them, but we will always go on with out the questions. Our existence will always live on without us speaking about it.... Until this morning's dream.
We talked about all the things that you and i never talk about. Which happens to be so very minimal in comparison to everyone else in this world. I am finally grown-up to believe i deserve better. (As i write this, tears just formed in my eyes about you, about us, for the first time in, maybe, 5 years) But if its anything that my last two failed relationships taught me is that i Do deserve better in my life. But i don't want better. I want you. and only you. I just want you to lift me up to the world, the way you do in my heart, and show them that i am yours. I don't want to be your fantasy girl anymore. I want...