I dream. I'm always a dreamer. I think that was my first realisation of who I am - a dreamer. But within that dream, the dream of me, resides so much truth. There's a clairvoyance in my mind. The hidden and unseen have always been clear to me. I can sense things coming a long way, this is how I see you. I guess my previous entry today hid more ( Read more... )

I awake from another dream, another night with you etched upon my retina. Another morning trying to shake off the feeling of your presence. I always end up so torn, longing for you while knowing it'll never be anything like what we've wanted for so long. My life is cut off from you, most of my days I live it without a second thought of you.  Though ( Read more... )