Jun 19, 2004 23:39
but that goodbye was always for when you almost leave
last night i had the strangest dream
there was this little mini flower, but then i guess a volcanoe errupted or something, cause then there was a ton of lava. and then the flower started growing, and you could see faces in the lava. then the flower died and turned into the moon, and the lava sang and was actually water. *you could still see the faces* then the moon got shot and the peices fell into the water. then this indian lady in a sari came and picked then all up and put then into a basket, and left. then they all came back only they were butterflys and the lady was a dove, and she ate them. then i woke up.
not that you care.
but i guess i still love you.
maybe.