fuck you all, its over
Dreams come from things youve been consioucly or subconsiously thinking about.
last night i had a dream, and it was wonderful. real heaven. everyone was in good spirits. a lot of peopel from my past. all passing memories, the ones you never see again, aand you know youll never see again, and if you did you wouldnt recognize them. or at least not know what to say.
she was thier. she was beautiful. it was the most vivid existance of my whole life. i felt her skin, i mean. in dreams you can psuedo feel things. but i remebered every little blemish and imperfection, thou i always considered them perfect.
of her moreso. but of other things i remeber in the past. cars. whatever.
she said "i love you too" thats all she said through the whole dam dream. i didnt respond i dont think, i think i jsut woke up.
if i knew it was a dream i wouldn't ahve woken up.
yeah, i think about her a lot still. shes the curse of my stagnite mind. shes lived a thousand years in a thousand eternities. i think i understand the meaning of when we used to say things like its been eons since weve talked. becuase, in your head, you can invent a whole life time for someone in the unsurity of the seconds you miss them.
she was really lucky to have had someone on stand by. to fall in love again. she doesnt have to go through this. feel the emptiness. i dont fill her mind becuase someone that she loves thats around is thier for that.
anyway, the only reson i use this is to tlak to her. to still ahve some communication with her. shes haunted me enough. ive moved on, but their was no where to go. what a waste. hhaha.
so fuck you all, i have better thigns to do.
last night i had a dream, and it was wonderful. real heaven. everyone was in good spirits. a lot of peopel from my past. all passing memories, the ones you never see again, aand you know youll never see again, and if you did you wouldnt recognize them. or at least not know what to say.
she was thier. she was beautiful. it was the most vivid existance of my whole life. i felt her skin, i mean. in dreams you can psuedo feel things. but i remebered every little blemish and imperfection, thou i always considered them perfect.
of her moreso. but of other things i remeber in the past. cars. whatever.
she said "i love you too" thats all she said through the whole dam dream. i didnt respond i dont think, i think i jsut woke up.
if i knew it was a dream i wouldn't ahve woken up.
yeah, i think about her a lot still. shes the curse of my stagnite mind. shes lived a thousand years in a thousand eternities. i think i understand the meaning of when we used to say things like its been eons since weve talked. becuase, in your head, you can invent a whole life time for someone in the unsurity of the seconds you miss them.
she was really lucky to have had someone on stand by. to fall in love again. she doesnt have to go through this. feel the emptiness. i dont fill her mind becuase someone that she loves thats around is thier for that.
anyway, the only reson i use this is to tlak to her. to still ahve some communication with her. shes haunted me enough. ive moved on, but their was no where to go. what a waste. hhaha.
so fuck you all, i have better thigns to do.