the last 3 nights I have been having very nice but very depressing dreams.they mostly include the love of my life and myself. I almost think there real. they feel real, they sound real, and they could have been real. but I know they aren't... because I know thats not what happened. in my dreams we are still together and we kiss. its a sweet kiss that you always see in the movies. that the girls imagine and the guys cant wait for. and for a minute I'm happy. I'm home... i can hold her in my arms and imagine life going on forever with her by my side. I actually believe this to be true. its like I went back to the past and stopped myself for doing something that I really didn't want. and I can be happy again. but to my disbelief it starts to fade away as I regain consciousness and realize that it was only a dream and I may never again be able to hold the love of my life like that... ever... again. I see her at school, well a lot at school. and its hard to see her. because she doesn't look happy anymore. I only have myself for that to blame. to help myself get through the day I go back to thinking about my dreams, because I think thats the closest I will ever get to her again.
 Kalsbrad · Thu Apr 30, 2009 @ 11:41pm · 1 Comments |
