i have a reoccurring dream.
there has been a tragic accident. i wake up in a room not my own and he's gone. and my life is shattered. stripped away of all its meaning. and i know he is gone. yet i ask where he is anyway. and they tell me, and the tears start flowing. and i ache.
but i always wake up. and glance over. and there he is.
still asleep.
there has been a tragic accident. i wake up in a room not my own and he's gone. and my life is shattered. stripped away of all its meaning. and i know he is gone. yet i ask where he is anyway. and they tell me, and the tears start flowing. and i ache.
but i always wake up. and glance over. and there he is.
still asleep.
miss you.
guess i should break out a text or something right?
edit: really fucking tired and i think i'd say something important if i wasn't.