Journal 044

[forever_alight]

Things like this will be inconsequential when I wake up in the morning, I'm sure. Maybe it was all just a dream. A nightmare. A figment of my imagination, anyway.

And I'm not sure whether or not to hope that it is.

I'll never forget the rain.

Comments

[slanting_eyes]

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[forever_alight]

What?

[slanting_eyes]

I

Your hair looks so dark in the rain.

[forever_alight]

That is probably because it was wet.

I'd say the same of yours but it tends to stay dark whether it's wet or not.

[slanting_eyes]

I

I am always dark.

[forever_alight]

Uhm. Yeah.

[slanting_eyes]

Have I trespassed?

[forever_alight]

I

No. If anyone trespassed, it was me.

[slanting_eyes]

No. You didn't. I

Are you

[forever_alight]

It was me, wasn't it? My actions and I'm taking responsibility for them.

[slanting_eyes]

Would you rather not have - acted?

[forever_alight]

No. What gave you that idea?

[slanting_eyes]

You've never

I am glad.

[forever_alight]

Ha. Made up for it, did I?

[slanting_eyes]

You most certainly did.