In one dream you came to my house, you were smiling. I came outside to greet this unexpected visit with fear and curiosity. It was late. You rushed to greet me, swooped me off my feet and kissed me. You were so happy, and I was so confused. I asked what was going on. You said that we've won. You said that you talked to them, that they understood. You said that it was all over and that you were mine forever. You said that you loved me, and that you were never going to let me go. You said you were going to hold me until the end of time. We stayed there on the front porch for a while, talking and cuddling. And then you said you must go home, and that you'd be here to get me early in the morning tomorrow. I was so excited and happy. We won! Finally! Happiness prevails! So I went upstairs and went to bed. I woke up in real life, the dream was over, but it felt so real that for a while I believed it. I got in the shower, and afterwards put on lotion. Then I went to check the time and saw that it was 3 am. There it hit me. You weren't coming to get me. We didn't win. We could not hug and cuddle. You were never here the day before. You never swooped me off my feet. You were at home. You were probably asleep, maybe dreaming of me too. I got very sad. I laid back down in bed and thought of you until the sun came up, staring at the ceiling. This feeling I felt, I am thoroughly positive is hell. I think heartache like this is what hell must feel like. An eternity of this.
Thursday, May 29, 2014
The Hard Truth
You're right love, this does hurt. I'm alone and cold and sad. I know you are too, at least the sad part. Maybe I'm just losing my mind. Would you still love me if I lost it? Would you still love me if I went mad? I've been toying with the idea because it's a possibility. Then again it's a possibility you might never come back too. I know that you promised you would, I believe you. You've never lied to me, and I know what you want to do. Love, the unfortunate thing about life is that it's more so about what one has to do. I don't know love, just promise that if (hopefully when)you come back, come back because you truly love me and not because you promised to. I keep dreaming of you. Good dreams made sad by the realization that they aren't true.
In one dream you came to my house, you were smiling. I came outside to greet this unexpected visit with fear and curiosity. It was late. You rushed to greet me, swooped me off my feet and kissed me. You were so happy, and I was so confused. I asked what was going on. You said that we've won. You said that you talked to them, that they understood. You said that it was all over and that you were mine forever. You said that you loved me, and that you were never going to let me go. You said you were going to hold me until the end of time. We stayed there on the front porch for a while, talking and cuddling. And then you said you must go home, and that you'd be here to get me early in the morning tomorrow. I was so excited and happy. We won! Finally! Happiness prevails! So I went upstairs and went to bed. I woke up in real life, the dream was over, but it felt so real that for a while I believed it. I got in the shower, and afterwards put on lotion. Then I went to check the time and saw that it was 3 am. There it hit me. You weren't coming to get me. We didn't win. We could not hug and cuddle. You were never here the day before. You never swooped me off my feet. You were at home. You were probably asleep, maybe dreaming of me too. I got very sad. I laid back down in bed and thought of you until the sun came up, staring at the ceiling. This feeling I felt, I am thoroughly positive is hell. I think heartache like this is what hell must feel like. An eternity of this.
In one dream you came to my house, you were smiling. I came outside to greet this unexpected visit with fear and curiosity. It was late. You rushed to greet me, swooped me off my feet and kissed me. You were so happy, and I was so confused. I asked what was going on. You said that we've won. You said that you talked to them, that they understood. You said that it was all over and that you were mine forever. You said that you loved me, and that you were never going to let me go. You said you were going to hold me until the end of time. We stayed there on the front porch for a while, talking and cuddling. And then you said you must go home, and that you'd be here to get me early in the morning tomorrow. I was so excited and happy. We won! Finally! Happiness prevails! So I went upstairs and went to bed. I woke up in real life, the dream was over, but it felt so real that for a while I believed it. I got in the shower, and afterwards put on lotion. Then I went to check the time and saw that it was 3 am. There it hit me. You weren't coming to get me. We didn't win. We could not hug and cuddle. You were never here the day before. You never swooped me off my feet. You were at home. You were probably asleep, maybe dreaming of me too. I got very sad. I laid back down in bed and thought of you until the sun came up, staring at the ceiling. This feeling I felt, I am thoroughly positive is hell. I think heartache like this is what hell must feel like. An eternity of this.
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