yesterday i had a dream.
it was dark.
and all i could hear was your voice.
the sweet changes in its tone,
as you went on about the conversation.
the slight lisp youd let me see,
when you knew we were alone.
the way you couldnt quite think of the right words,
so youd hmm like a philosopher deep in thought.
the giggles that would sneek out,
when you knew you said something odd.
yesterday i had a dream.
it was pitch black.
all i could hear was your voice.
i couldnt see the pure green of your eyes,
simple and always too honest.
i couldnt see the pout of your pink lip,
the one imperfection i used to love the most.
i couldnt see the way your body tenses up when you feel sincerely about something,
my one true warning sign that id traveled into deeper water.
i couldnt see the pain flooding over your face,
when i pushed the wrong button.
yesterday i had a nightmare.
it was pitch black.
all i could hear was your voice.
when i woke up all i could do was stare at the ceiling.
my head throbbed from the pain,
that filled my heart.
and i knew,
somehow i knew.
i missed you
I love how you made the transition from a dream to a nightmare. This hit me deeply. This is like my life in a nutshell, at the moment at least. I always enjoy your blogs because they always have so much raw emotion.
ReplyDeleteWhat I love about this is how it captures the fact that we can so deeply love and hate a person at the same time. How someone can start off as a dream but turn into a nightmare. Or how we can tell ourselves it is a dream, and then finally realize what a nightmare it's been the whole time. This was beautiful.
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