I didn't wake up this morning for my first class. First class I've missed since this semester started.
I spent the night with him. He was in my dreams, all night. We were together again. I could see him, hear him, touch him, smell him. It felt so real. It felt so good to see his face again. I knew I was dreaming, I knew it wasn't real. I could have woken myself up if I had so pleased, but I wanted to stay there, with him. Sitting by the water.
"Can this be our new first kiss?"... That's when I woke up. Because I didn't know if I could let myself answer yes. So I chose to wake up, and say goodbye to his eyes, and smile, again.. I didn't want the dream to turn bad. I didn't. It was nice to spend some time with him though, I must admit. I feel... I dunno what I feel.
Miss him, I guess. And if my dreams are all I get of him, then so be it I suppose. I always wake up after dreaming of him with an empty feeling in my chest. My dream fills that I think, momentarily. It's hard to say goodbye, over and over again. I just want a "hello"... I don't know.
I don't know why everybody wishes they were somewhere else, cause in the end the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself. Walk on, Walk on, Walk on, Cause you can't go back now.- The Weepies.
Can sleep be death when life is but a dream?- John Keats.
I spent the night with him. He was in my dreams, all night. We were together again. I could see him, hear him, touch him, smell him. It felt so real. It felt so good to see his face again. I knew I was dreaming, I knew it wasn't real. I could have woken myself up if I had so pleased, but I wanted to stay there, with him. Sitting by the water.
"Can this be our new first kiss?"... That's when I woke up. Because I didn't know if I could let myself answer yes. So I chose to wake up, and say goodbye to his eyes, and smile, again.. I didn't want the dream to turn bad. I didn't. It was nice to spend some time with him though, I must admit. I feel... I dunno what I feel.
Miss him, I guess. And if my dreams are all I get of him, then so be it I suppose. I always wake up after dreaming of him with an empty feeling in my chest. My dream fills that I think, momentarily. It's hard to say goodbye, over and over again. I just want a "hello"... I don't know.
I don't know why everybody wishes they were somewhere else, cause in the end the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself. Walk on, Walk on, Walk on, Cause you can't go back now.- The Weepies.
Can sleep be death when life is but a dream?- John Keats.
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