Well damn.
"I will do things that you will not like. I need to do these things before I come to you. Soon, sweetheart, I will be yours. For now though, I'm not quite there. Please forgive me, because I know I will hurt you. Know that I love you, and we'll be together soon."
His words from a dream I had now gaining on ten months ago still haunt me. The things he did and the words he said did hurt - but now ...
He's single again, so says the almighty FB, and here I am, yet once again - torn. Bleeding crimson tears. Why do I continue to torment myself over the words of a dream? Over the kisses of a dream? Over the hugs, gentle murmurings, and the humming of my soul in reality?
I saw him awhile back; I posted on it. My body was alive with him being in the room before I even knew it was him.
However, what does this mean? My tattered heart clings to the familiar and ridiculous strings of hope, while my mind shouts at me - "Listen you fool! It shant ever happen!"
I cry.
His words from a dream I had now gaining on ten months ago still haunt me. The things he did and the words he said did hurt - but now ...
He's single again, so says the almighty FB, and here I am, yet once again - torn. Bleeding crimson tears. Why do I continue to torment myself over the words of a dream? Over the kisses of a dream? Over the hugs, gentle murmurings, and the humming of my soul in reality?
I saw him awhile back; I posted on it. My body was alive with him being in the room before I even knew it was him.
However, what does this mean? My tattered heart clings to the familiar and ridiculous strings of hope, while my mind shouts at me - "Listen you fool! It shant ever happen!"
I cry.