Till Doyle Red Belt
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 4:22 pm Post subject: I Had A Dream About You........ |
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I had a dream about you today. You got back in touch with me. I tried to ignore you, but I couldn’t, I caved in and started talking to you. We may have even got a good look at each other. I don’t remember much of what was said. Then, I woke up. You know, you’ve been on my mind all of this time, it’s hard to get rid of you. Ha-ha.
It’s been a while, maybe too long. Maybe my dream was a prediction, maybe it was just wishful thinking, or maybe dreaming if you will. I feel uncomfortable right now, maybe it’s just because I don’t know what to say.
I always think of what I’m going to say, what I’d like to say, and it always comes back to hatred and love. Always. What would we talk about exactly, we never spoke then, why would we speak now? Would there be awkward ‘Hi’s’ and ‘How are you’s?’ Or would we just sit there, silent and yet screaming out loud at the same time.
Do you ever wonder the same thing. I bet you don’t. It’s all changed for you. It’s kind of changed for me too, and, maybe not for the better. There’s only a small amount of things I can do, but I don’t find the time to do them, and it takes more than one to form a group.
I should stop moping, stop thinking about you. I should stop dreaming. But what are we without dreams? Without hope. We’re clones, day in, day out. That’s how I feel, even with dreams and hopes though. Ha, I’ve defeated the object of my argument. I used to be much better at it, you remember, don’t you? They were some funny times.
But you have always been a hypocrite. I told you most of the time, heh. I’m also too stubborn to back down. That’s both a blessing, and a curse. Listen to me, I’ve just been talking about me, me, me, me. How rude, ha-ha. But then, you’re not speaking to me right now. I don’t know if you can.
You know, I’m never going to forget, it’s impossible for me to forget. It’s impossible for me to forget you. You know, I’m not going to give up dreaming or hoping as long as I can’t forget. I just pray that you never forget, wherever you are…. _________________ There is a fate worse than death. It is not me, no. But, I can try... |
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