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eclair
lundi, janvier 26, 2009

i would stare at the pretty curtains every morning


Oppose
Absurd! Sickening! Disturbing! I for one, thought it was over, it was supposed to be that way. Afterall, out of sight, out of mind. This just had to hit me in the hard way in the most significant way leaving me breathless, blinking in misbelief, telling myself its just a dream, nothing but a dream and that I should discard that thought cos its never gonna be true, I would nvr allow that. & knowing it would nvr be true, i nvr imagined; however the possibilty of it happening and that i actually felt it in my unconscious state was so real, so true i could feel it with my fingers, taste it... Remembering whatever you said, just the way you always did in reality, clinging it close to my heart, close to what i believe. The match between reality and the dream waas just too perfect.
still hot&fresh in my head & before i suffer from amnesia, you said 'why does she smile when things are not okay, why doesnt she let me know, or vent it?'

Goodbye, k, goodbye, really.
but, controling my unconscious mind isnt really within my reach

OUT!



♥ 8:22 AM