thanks, brain
I'd never dreamed about a dead person before.
And now that I have, I think the dreaming just reminds you how not-there they really are. So much unknown and left unsaid, most of it for the best.
"I don't believe in ...
"I think you're naive, because ...
"I think your children hate you and each other, because ...
"Your son is a filthy pig, because ...
Yeah, it's better that none of that was said. I just wish the leftover bad feelings would fill in the peculiar, empty, floating place.
And now that I have, I think the dreaming just reminds you how not-there they really are. So much unknown and left unsaid, most of it for the best.
"I don't believe in ...
"I think you're naive, because ...
"I think your children hate you and each other, because ...
"Your son is a filthy pig, because ...
Yeah, it's better that none of that was said. I just wish the leftover bad feelings would fill in the peculiar, empty, floating place.