Saturday, June 21, 2014

Tied to the past

In dreams everything is possible.
You can have the words to express how badly you are missing someone.

Sometimes I wake in the middle of the night from my nightmares.
In my nightmares I run onto you from a thousand strong crowd of known and unknown faces.

And you look at me with the same look that makes me forget to breath, that makes my knees go weak.
And you say "So?"

SOMETIMES WE ARE TIED TO WHAT WE AVOID.