i woke with a start early this morning, even though i'd gone to bed late last night. a bad dream. my eyes burned holes right through the sheets, right through the matress, right through the floor and down to the basement ten stories below. i squeezed my eyes shut and rolled over onto my back. another bad dream. two nights in a row. opening my eyes again, staring out at the sky, i watched the clouds move in fast and thick, swallowing what littleof the Empire State building that was left to see. even the lights at that ring near the top were invisible. gone, as if snuffed out by the close, grey, rainy sky.
i stared blindly out at the sky and the rain and the buildings. all i saw were the scenes from my dreams. you, but not you. a stranger staring back at me, dressed in my lover's skin, telling lies with her voice. "i dunno... things are just different now." my mouth tasted bad, bitter and dry. my jaw ached from grinding my teeth.
i couldn't shake it all morning. although the images have faded, some strange ghost of that feeling still haunts me.
i stared blindly out at the sky and the rain and the buildings. all i saw were the scenes from my dreams. you, but not you. a stranger staring back at me, dressed in my lover's skin, telling lies with her voice. "i dunno... things are just different now." my mouth tasted bad, bitter and dry. my jaw ached from grinding my teeth.
i couldn't shake it all morning. although the images have faded, some strange ghost of that feeling still haunts me.
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... see you tomorrow, you.