a dream that has me thinking
first night in hometown, intense realistic dreams.
it was weird, but i drempt about you, maybe cause im here?
you sent me letters with cutout of pictures and words that seemed really...unlike you
there were a lot of religious elements and hints towards the worlds ending
things spelled out in different handwriting
i remember thinking you had gone a little nuts
then you picked me up, in your car, and we didn't talk, just drove
i remember thinking that maybe we were going to a peaceful spot to talk
i remember holding my tongue
but then you started talking about your feelings and i think i was nervous so i interrupted and tried to change the subject and you were exasperated and quiet then i understood in a really clean concise way everything that was fucked up with me. you dropped me on the road right before a sharp turn and i almost got hit by a car. there was no sidewalk and i wanted to walk around the curve to follow you but i kept being almost hit by cars and when i tried a different route through a parking lot there were creepy men saying nasty things.
i felt like you had left me, and you had
then in my dream, i got a postcard from you, describing where you went without me, it sounded beautiful and i was jealous. i think all my faults were spelled out for me in that postcard, and i was crushed but relieved to have something physical to work with, to hold on to.
i never dream about you, ever. whynow?
it was weird, but i drempt about you, maybe cause im here?
you sent me letters with cutout of pictures and words that seemed really...unlike you
there were a lot of religious elements and hints towards the worlds ending
things spelled out in different handwriting
i remember thinking you had gone a little nuts
then you picked me up, in your car, and we didn't talk, just drove
i remember thinking that maybe we were going to a peaceful spot to talk
i remember holding my tongue
but then you started talking about your feelings and i think i was nervous so i interrupted and tried to change the subject and you were exasperated and quiet then i understood in a really clean concise way everything that was fucked up with me. you dropped me on the road right before a sharp turn and i almost got hit by a car. there was no sidewalk and i wanted to walk around the curve to follow you but i kept being almost hit by cars and when i tried a different route through a parking lot there were creepy men saying nasty things.
i felt like you had left me, and you had
then in my dream, i got a postcard from you, describing where you went without me, it sounded beautiful and i was jealous. i think all my faults were spelled out for me in that postcard, and i was crushed but relieved to have something physical to work with, to hold on to.
i never dream about you, ever. whynow?