Is It Over Yet? Can I Open My Eyes?

If anyone asks,
I’ll tell them we just grew apart.
What do I care,
If they believe me or not.
Whenever I feel,
Your memory is breaking my heart.
I’ll pretend I’m okay with it all,
Act like there’s nothing wrong.

Dreams

That confuse, that make you cry, that excite.

I find that most of my dreams have to do with water or falling. Like one time I dreamt that the slopes in the carpark became extremely steep and I was sliding on a never ending slope. It was so vivid I could feel my nails desperately scrapping the carved rings on the concrete. Tis no wonder I have a fear of heights :S

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Cold water.

Honey coloured skin.
Blonde hair.
A warm chest.

How much I desire to have seen your face.

I can only dream of my saviour.